He: Damn that Captain Cook!
She: Why?
He: Because, before he got here, there weren’t any ants in Hawai‘i. Now, there’s almost 50 different kinds! All brought in by some haole trader or other.
She: And we care why?
He: Because they’ve gotten into the potatoes, that’s why.
She: Oh good grief. I’ll clean off the shelf while you …
He: … ask for a moment of silence.
She: A moment of silence?
He: Yes. Let us spray …
A few minutes later.
She: Did you get ‘em?
He: I think so.
She: Then what are you staring at?
He: This critter running around lost between the shelf you cleaned and the trail I zapped.
She: Critter? What critter?
He: What else? Little orphan antie …
- O Ceallaigh
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All opinions are mine as a private citizen.
Too Funny ~ Little Orphan Antie hahahhahha
By: Bill on May 25, 2009
at 11:25 pm
Groooooooooan………….
By: melli on May 26, 2009
at 3:58 am
ROFLMAO…Wouldn’t ya know the orphan would still be there
By: Thom on May 26, 2009
at 6:00 am
Ha! Once again Melli and I had the exact same response!
By: Quilly on May 26, 2009
at 8:18 am
Dude is soooooo… punny!
By: sauerkraut on May 26, 2009
at 11:05 am
Good God, give this man a contract.
By: cooper on May 26, 2009
at 3:56 pm
I’m sure they’re marching somewhere in Calgary too, Bill.
Ready for an encore, Melli and Quilly? Ah one, and ah two …
And if you think I felt sorry for it, Thom …
Dudes, kitty? Where? Last I knew, they’d gone surfing into the sunset …
That’s a contract for or a contract on, Dad.. er, Cooper? Inquiring security services wish to know …
By: The Amoeba on May 26, 2009
at 4:43 pm
OOOOOOOOooooooooo…..that is so bad.
By: AmberStar on May 27, 2009
at 1:59 pm