“How many light bulbs does it take to change a snowflake?”
“Just one if the light bulb gets hot enough.”
A snowflake fell into a psychiatrist’s office and landed on the couch. The psychiatrist saw this as an opportunity to make medical history by treating a snowflake. He grabbed his clipboard and notebook and quickly sat beside the couch. Without looking up, because he was preparing to take notes, he asked, “What is the problem?”
Still looking down while he prepared to take notes, the psychiatrist asked, “What is the problem? How can I help you?”
The psychiatrist looked up from his clipboard at the couch, and all he saw was a drop of water.
Would shoveling snow be easier if snowflakes socially-distanced?
Does a snowflake ever catch a cold?”
“How do snowflakes relax?”
“They chill out.”
A snowflake walked into a bar and the bartender said, “What will it be?”
And the snowflake said, “I’d like to order a Blizzard, but I just came from one.”
“So,” said the bartender, “what can I get you?”
And the snowflake said, “You can get me out of this blog. I want to get to the snowbank before it closes to withdraw some cold cash.”
“Thanks for stopping by,” said the bartender.