My neighbour warned me there’s
a pack of wild dogs hanging around the neighbourhood – but I’m not worried. I
hear the only thing they’ve been doing is staying up late to watch Jimmy
Kimmel.
Here’s a helpful tip… If your name is The Human
Cannonball, and it’s your job to get shot out of a cannon, make sure you don’t
get into a serious accident. You might have to change your name to The Barely
Human Cannonball.
My cousin Egbert has
never been great when it comes to remembering things. One time, his wife told
him to go out and get some Oasis orange juice, and Egbert came back with Noel
Gallagher.
I went to see a dog show
in town the other day, and the Grand Champion was pretty incredible. Some lady
from Toledo had taught her Pomeranian how to cheat on his income taxes.
The other day, I
got a call from a scammer looking for money by pretending to be my grandson. So
I gave him a hard time about never coming to visit me on Christmas.
It looks like the NHL has finally hit paydirt with their
new 4Nations Face-Off international hockey
tournament, which averaged over 6.5 million viewers per game. They were
actually going to call it – the 5 Nations Face-Off – but they couldn’t find
enough players from Uruguay.
I think my dentist
must be looking for more patients. I can tell because the other day I was
sitting in the lobby, waiting for my appointment, and a tumbleweed rolled by.
I was the best man at my friend Karl’s wedding. But I
could tell his marriage was never going to last. When the church service started,
and the young couple approached the altar, the minister made Karl take his
headphones off.
When I was growing up, we had this little Siamese cat
named Lucky. In retrospect, it might not have been the best name for him. Lucky
got hit by a Mexican doing 80 in a Chrysler Cordoba.
I
was reading that they were trying to build the world's tallest skyscraper in downtown Tokyo – but it got cancelled. Apparently, the construction crews
got as far as the 160th floor until God said, “Hey – cut it out.”
Everyone’s been
protesting the U.S. tariffs lately by refusing to buy American products. So I’ve
been doing my part... The other day, I stopped buying New England Clam Chowder –
and bought some Newfoundland Clam Chowder instead. Fortunately, it’s just like
New England Clam Chowder, except it tastes like Joey Smallwood.
My parakeet and I were watching TV the other night when I
decided to turn on an episode of Scooby Doo. I was only a few minutes into the
show when my parakeet looked over at me and said, “Who ever heard of a dog that
can talk?”