Not All About Heat

 

Toronto is in the midst of a heatwave.  It is so hot in Toronto that Satan was seen buying some property.  He is thinking about relocating.

*

“Why did the omelet cross the road?”
“I dunno.”
“It was trying to catch up to the chicken that laid it.”

*

“How many light bulbs burn out during a heatwave?”
“How many?”
“All of them.”

*
“Knock.  Knock.”
“Who’s there?”
“Humidity.”
“Humidity who?”
“Humidity.  Just humidity.”
“Really?  It’s not the heat?”

*

“It’s so hot in Toronto.”
“How hot is it?”
“It’s so hot:

     – Dog days are buying air conditioning

     – Cinderella’s glass slippers melted

     – Women’s hot flashes have been renamed cold flashes

     – Heaven became Hell which confused the inhabitants

     – Caterpillars are requesting fans for their cocoons

     – Ghosts will only haunt refrigerators

     – even the water is thirsty

     – firetrucks are catching on fire.

*

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Spread the word. Share this post!

About the Author

I am Minnie and Chic's son.

Leave Comment

Your email address will not be published.