A whacky idea walked into a bar, and the bartender said, “What will it be?”
The whacky idea said, “I’ll have something off the wall, please.
The bartender took a picture of a light bulb from the wall, and served it to the whacky idea. The whacky idea drank the picture, paid and left.
A book about sleep disorders that folds out to be a bed.
“How many whacky ideas does it take to change a light bulb?”
“How many?”
“Just one, but the light bulb has to be crazy.”
“How can a light bulb be crazy?”
“I don’t know, but whacky ideas do not change sane light bulbs.”
A hole that digs shovels.
“Knock. Knock.”
“Who’s there?”
“A whacky idea.”
“A whacky idea who?”
“A whacky idea who is looking for work changing crazy light bulbs.”
“How can a light bulb be crazy?”
“When it gets tired of being turned off and on and off and on, it becomes bipolar.”
Hotdogs with mustard that tastes like relish, relish that tastes like ketchup, and ketchup that tastes like mustard.
Weights that lift themselves for people who hate to exercise.
“Why did the whacky idea cross the road?”
“I dunno.”
“To get rejected on the other side.”
“Who was on the other side to reject the whacky idea?”
“About 7 billion people.”
“And what was the whacky idea?”
“That human beings could live together in peace.”
