Saturday, May 07, 2005

Monologue of the Day

*

Nelson Mandela is trying to protect his name from those who want to use it commercially. Are you ready for Mandelager beer, Mandelacrosse sticks, and Mandelatkes?

*
Some wag carved an image of runaway bride Jennifer Wilbanks on a piece of toast and auctioned it on eBay. I just wish people would realize that eBay is for serious auctioneers – like the woman who put up her father's ghost and the guy who sold himself as ad space .

*

Three doctors in New York are in hot water for illegally prescribing large amounts of Viagra and other drugs to the mob. One mobster even requested a Lipitor prescription for his barber. The final straw must have been all the Prozac scrips for the hit men.

*
In San Francisco, sex workers took classes in business ethics and career satisfaction, earning diplomas as GSW's, Graduates in Sex Work. They crammed for the final all night long.

*

From the AP: "A man on his way out of the hospital ended up back inside after his mother hit him with her car when she came to pick him up." Her Mother's Day present? A restraining order!

No comments:

Post a Comment