***The Skeptiko Joke/Comic thread***

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A midget psychic escaped from prison.
The cops are now looking for a small medium at large.

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Here is an old one, but it is still pretty good.

The dyslexic, agnostic, insomniac lays awake at night, wondering if there is a Dog.

[vikki]

Those jokes are both so old I heard them in a previous life.

[GabeDupuis]

Originally Posted by vikki

those jokes are both so old i heard them in a previous life.

oh snap!

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Originally Posted by vikki

Those jokes are both so old I heard them in a previous life.

Can you prove it?
Where is the evidence? huh? show me, show me...SHOW ME!!!! *end of being an obnoxious git skeptic*

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This is not a joke, even though it can feel like a joke some times.


I was in a shameless good mood earlier today so I decided to spoil it by stopping by JREF forum.

I succeeded quite easily in my endeavour to get me out of that state of good mood.

It did though, remind me of a song with lyrics that exactly, and spot on, explain what I think about about people like that.


I WOULDN'T WANT TO BE LIKE YOU !!! ALAN PARSONS PROJECT - YouTube

If I had a mind to
I wouldn't want to think like you
And if I had time to
I wouldn't want to talk to you

I don't care
What you do
I wouldn't want to be like you

If I was high class
I wouldn't need a buck to pass
And if I was a fall guy
I wouldn't need no alibi

I don't care
What you do
I wouldn't want to be like you

Back on the bottom line
Diggin' for a lousy dime
If I hit a mother lode
I'd cover anything that showed

I don't care
What you do
I wouldn't want to be like you

[Interesting Ian]

Two women meet each other in Heaven. The following conversation ensues:

Jane: Hi! My name is Jane.
Heather: Hi! I'm Heather. How'd you die?

Jane: I froze to death.
Heather: How horrible!

Jane: It wasn't so bad. After I quit shaking from the cold, I began to get warm & sleepy, & finally died a peaceful death. What about you?

Heather: I died of a massive heart attack. I suspected that my husband was cheating, so I came home early to catch him in the act. But instead, I found him all by himself in the den watching TV.

Jane: So, what happened?

Heather: I was so sure there was another woman there somewhere that I started running all over the house looking. I ran up into the attic & searched, & down into the basement. Then I went through every closet & checked under all the beds. I kept this up until I had looked everywhere, & finally I became so exhausted that I just keeled over with a heart attack & died.

Jane: Too bad you didn't look in the freezer---we'd both still be alive.

[Craig Weiler]

Harry was a very good man who worked all his life. One day he decided that he should win the lottery as a reward for being such a good man, so he prayed to God to win. Every day.

This went on for a couple of weeks, then a couple of months, and then a couple of years.

One morning, Harry finally loses his patience. "God" he yells, shaking his fist in the air, "I've been a good man. Why won't you let me win the lottery?"

In despair, Harry puts on is coat and heads for work, head down, defeated. But as he goes out the door, a ray of sunshine illuminates him and as he looks up, angels are playing trumpets over his head and a booming, deep, yet comforting voice resonates through the air:

"Harry" the voice booms, "buy a goddamned ticket."

[Sandy B]

Stripgenerator.com - The Adventures of Super Skeptic

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I'm a sucker for LOL-cats and dogs, so I'm going to torture you with some.