This made me laugh

The last time we were at the cabin I woke up with the song “Maneater” stuck in my head. When I walked out into the kitchen my buddy was humming the same song. “That’s weird, I said. I have that stuck in my head too.” Just then the third guy with us came out singing “Maneater.” I said you won’t believe it, but me and Ray have the same song stuck in our heads!” “Not so weird.” He said, “I was up at about 3:00 a.m. and a truck went by with the windows down blasting “Maneater” on the radio. I thought it was neat how, even though we were sleeping, me and Ray picked it up.

Flash forward a couple hours later and I’m in line at the little general store up the road and the guy in front of me was humming “Maneater”! WTF?! I had to say something. I told him about what happened, and he said, “Actually, that was me in the truck. I work at the processing plant in Vincentown. I carry grain to the distributor in Bordentown on the midnight shift. I was falling asleep at the wheel, so I rolled down the windows for some fresh air and cranked up the radio to keep me awake. “Maneater” was playing. I’m sorry if I disturbed you guys.
But it was just me haulin’ oats.”


Sorry.

 

For anyone that doesn't know the geography of the IOM, this is the bottom of Bray Hill.

 

Nice Bush too!

 

All these people were walking down the street drooling.

It was the Salivation Army.

 

A man was hunting when a gust of wind blew, the gun fell over & discharged, shooting him in the genitals.
Several hours later, lying in a hospital bed, he was approached by his doctor.
"Well, sir, I have some good news & some bad news.
The good news is that you are going to be OK.
The damage was local to your groin, there was very little internal damage, & we were able to remove all of the buckshot."
"What's the bad news?" asked the hunter.
"The bad news is that there was some pretty extensive buckshot damage done to your willy which left quite a few holes in it. I'm going to have to refer you to my sister."
"Well, I guess that isn't too bad," the hunter replied.
"Is your sister a plastic surgeon?"
" Not exactly answered the doctor.........
"She's a flute player in the Boston Symphony Orchestra. She's going to teach you where to put your fingers so you don't piss in your eye.