Why?

Re: Why?
Uhoh, here comes a serious post in a humor thread. I apologize in advance.

I've seen a lot of these before, but this one just bothers me:
Sterilized needles are used for lethal injections to protect the person administering the shot, in case of an accidental prick; even if it doesn't leak any of the poison, you still don't want any infections spreading that way. Also, disposing of used needles in proper containers is easy, while saving those needles for future use is not. Plus, needles are always manufactured in sterile conditions, and the demand from prisons alone, assuming otherwise safe handling, wouldn't be enough to cause a change in the market to have it any other way.

Okay, you may resume your humor now. That one has just rubbed me the wrong way for a while, and I had to get that off my chest.

It's ok smog...


I guess the humor part (dark though it is) is that the person is going to die so why protect them from infections? You aren't suppose to think deeply about it. :wink:

My brain is always on overtime! Especially when I couldn't sleep all night....

That sucks. Sorry you didn't sleep well.....

See, that was my attempt at humor. Cos, like, over thinking, overtime, couldn't sleep=extra time, extra time, overtime, brain, thinking... yeah. But, it actually didn't suck so much, since I got an early start on the day.

When I can't sleep I always think, hey I COULD get up and do.... but then I don't because I am too lazy and I just lay there.

My left leg went to sleep yesterday afternoon. Bloody thing was then awake all night.

It went to sleep? The way it smells, it should be dead
by now.

I'm afraid i can answer another one
The reason that Kamikaze pilots wear helmets is cos their mouth and ear pieces (so they can talk to one another and to base) are in the helmet

This has to do with the width of the film of the bubble and the wavelengths of light. If you look closely at the bubble, you'll notice that it's rainbow colored... from a distance, they appear white.

Why, when you point something out to a dog, does it just stand there and stare at your finger?

Why does a mans bike have a crossbar (ouch)?

Why does one's Croquet ball never go where one has aimed it?

why does one drive without an accident for ages and then bam! smashes her car as soon as her parents are in the car?

sounds like someone is reliving old memories...although I must say if that is true, I am not ever letting my dad in the car when I am driving.

Why is it so hard for some people to say I love you?

...not some people - it's usually men!!

I love you hard. :wink:

HUHHH???

Why do we take such pleasure out of jokes like this?

>Two-wishes joke
>
>A man walks into a restaurant with a full-grown ostrich
>behind him, and as he sits, the waitress comes over and
>asks for their order.
>
>The man says, "I'll have a hamburger, fries and a coke,"
>and turns to the ostrich. "What's yours?"
>
>"I'll have the same," says the ostrich.
>
>A short time later the waitress returns with the order.
>"That will be $6.40 please," and the man reaches into
>his pocket and pulls out exact change for payment.
>
>The next day, the man and the ostrich come again and
>the man says, "I'll have a hamburger, fries and a coke."
>
>The ostrich says, "I'll have the same."
>
>Once again the man reaches into his pocket and pays
>with exact change.
>
>This becomes a routine until late one evening, the two
>enter again.
>
>"The usual?" asks the waitress.
>
>"No, this is Friday night, so I will have a steak,
>baked potato and salad," says the man.
>
>"Same for me," says the ostrich.
>
>A short time later the waitress comes with the order
>and says, "That will be $12.62."
>
>Once again the man pulls exact change out of his
>pocket and places it on the table.
>
>The waitress can't hold back her curiosity any longer.
>"Excuse me, sir. How do you manage to always come up
>with the exact change out of your pocket every time?"
>
>"Well," says the man, "several years ago I was cleaning
>the attic and I found an old lamp. When I rubbed it a
>Genie appeared and offered me two wishes. My first wish
>was that if I ever had to pay for anything, I just put
>my hand in my pocket, and the right amount of money
>would always be there."
>
>"That's brilliant!" says the waitress. "Most people
>would wish for a million dollars or something, but
>you'll always be as rich as you want for as long
>as you live!"
>
>"That's right! Whether it's a gallon of milk or
>a Rolls Royce, the exact money is always there,"
>says the man.
>
>The waitress asks, "One other thing, sir, what's with
>the ostrich?"
>
>The man sighs, pauses, and answers, "My second wish was
>for a tall chick with long legs who agrees with everything
>I say!