Q: How does an elephant hide in a cherry tree?
A: It paints its toenails red. Duh.
Q: How does the elephant get up in the tree to begin with?
A: Go ask Hermann Reiche. Doi.
“In 1891, Hermann Reiche patented a platform “to enable an elephant to climb up a tree.”
I bet he made tens of dollars with this patent, tree branch butts mortised and lag-bolted into a tree stump. Wish I’d thought of it first. What a guy.
At some point, a guy just has to say no to technology.
Then there’s this excellent gem from SNTC.
[Photo source lost somewhere in the garage. If any reader knows the source, post a comment and we’ll credit it here. –Bunk]
This magazine cover from 1956 has nothing to do with this post. It’s only here to fill up white space. (Don’t laugh. Either one of those hotsi-totsi’s might be your mother… or your grandmother, and they’re prolly in their 70’s by now. Both of the bullet-babes above knew all the words to “Hot Diggity Dog Ziggity Boom” by Perry Como, and shook their money makers to Kay Starr’s “Rock And Roll Waltz.”)
Here’s the REAL link: Karma Ghost is not available on the YouTubage, so you gotta click on it, and you’ll be glad you did.
[Magazine photo source here.]
Otis was a recurring character on the Andy Griffith Show. Otis did not invent the elevator. He invented an automatic braking system so that people wouldn’t fall to their deaths if a pulley or cable broke. His invention allowed the construction of modern day high-rise structures.
Aunt Bea invented the elevator, a shoe insert that allowed her to scold Opie without standing on a chair.
This is a true story (as far as you know).
Killduff, Iowa (Strutts News Services) – When Gerhard and Bonnie Phumph brought their blonde-labrador puppy home four years ago they made a fateful mistake. On a whim, and after a night of fun at D&T’s Tap in nearby Reasnor, they decided to name their new addition to the family “Sitt.” They were unprepared for what happened next.
Mr. Phumph describes the pup fondly. “Sitt was a fast learner. Almost like she was born speaking English… very obedient, too. She even understood the joke, ‘C’mere, Sitt! C’mere, Sitt!’ but I think she just got tired of it.”
However, Mrs. Phumph describes Sitt as “the dog from hades. Chewed up the whole darn porch couch. I’d had enough and told her to go to H-E-double hockey sticks.”
Sitt obeyed as always, found the shortest route, and dug a 30-inch diameter hole in the middle of Farm Route 57 near Sully. She hasn’t been heard from since, but is expected to emerge somewhere near Trona California by next April.
SNS newscameras will be there when it happens.
[Source: Pedigree dog food advert. Actual source for the original advertisement is unknown, but at least we credited the company.]