|BEND SENIOR HIGH SCHOOL
CLASS OF 1958 Page last changed 02/01/18
|Pine murmurs 2018
Animals have their bad days too.
BURGER OF THE MONTH
What do you mean "not again"? This is an
Sexual Harassment in the Workplace
He stops, inhales quite deeply and says that her hair smells nice. After a week of this, the
woman can't stand it anymore.
She takes her issue to a supervisor in Human Resources and asks to file a sexual harassment
grievance against the guy.
The supervisor is puzzled and asks, "what's threatening about a co-worker telling you your hair
“It’s Frank … The Midget”
|Some cartoon fun
| Three kick rule
A big city lawyer went duck hunting on the Eastern Shore. He shot and dropped a bird, but it fell into a
As the lawyer climbed over the fence to claim his bird, an elderly farmer drove up on his tractor and
asked him what he was doing.
The litigator responded, "I shot a duck and it fell in this field, and now I'm going to retrieve it.”
The old farmer replied, "This is my property, and you are not coming over here.”
The indignant lawyer said, "I am one of the best trial attorneys in Washington , D.C. and, if you don't let
me retrieve that duck, I'll sue you and take everything you own.”
The old farmer smiled and said, "Apparently, you don't know how we settle disputes here on The Shore.
We settle small disagreements like this with the 'Three Kick Rule.’"
The lawyer asked, "What is the 'Three Kick Rule’?"
The Farmer replied, "Well, because the dispute occurs on my land, I get to go first. I kick you three
times and then you kick me three times and so on back and forth until someone gives up.”
The attorney quickly thought about the proposed contest and, being the person he was, decided that he
could easily take the old codger. He agreed to abide by the local custom.
The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and walked up to the attorney. His first kick planted
the toe of his heavy steel toed work boot into the lawyer's groin and dropped him to his knees!
His second kick to the midriff sent the lawyer's last meal gushing from his mouth.
The lawyer was on all fours when the farmer's third kick to his rear end, sent him face-first into a fresh
The lawyer summoned every bit of his will and remaining strength and very slowly managed to get to his
feet. Wiping his face with the arm of his jacket, he said, "Okay, you old fart. Now it's my turn.”
The old farmer smiled and said, "Nah, I give up. You can have the duck."
|Some dogs gone bad
|And to us all: How is that diet working?
|But you can't stop me from throwing this
bull at you every month.
I love to annoy you.