If we are that concerned we will ban motorcycles and while we are at it, cars. Just think of all the injuries and fatalities that would be eliminated. We'll all sit at home and watch ball room dancing on TV. Can't be too safe can we?
[end of sarcastic former New Yorker response]

Once again showing that Karl Marx was a city boy. Or so we always said in my agricultural economics class in college.

I did something like that on the bottom of a desk pull out board (remember those) at the classroom where I taught for 5 years. I was leaving to move on to another job and left a note wishing my successor as much happiness that I had experienced. I bet no one ever turned that thing over. The notes posted here remind me of some of the silly things you might see in MAD magazine years ago. Funny nonetheless.

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Klaus Nomi--funny one.
I truly was expecting the jingle I remember that was used to advertise that cereal. "You will have a circus eating Krinkles..." and so on.

I happened by polar bears mating at the National Zoo years ago. Walked by much later and they were still mating. That got me to looking up about the species habits. Seems that it takes 3-4 hours to consummate the act. I'd have made a lousy polar bear.

Back then in my early teaching career, I remember the girls in my classes each having their favorite Beatle. The basic Beatle formula has been copied ever since by every "boy band/group" since then.

21st Century psychobabble. MrsO at almost age 79 wears her high heels regularly when she dresses up. Usually Sundays to church, breakfast, and dinner. OK, maybe she is an exception to this.

Brings back memories of swimming in the buff at the Syracuse YMCA when I was young, where swim trunks were not allowed. BTW, Speedo is a brand name of swim wear, not a style. I have a pair of Speedo swim trunks, just regular men's swim trunks.
Wish folks would get that straight.

Isn't English strange enough for this list? I mean with words like BOW that are spelled the same but pronounced differently, and combinations of letters like "-ough" that can be said several different ways, it can get very confusing.

That is so funny. As a retired teacher with 32 years of service (1994) I can empathize with the physical changes one has over the years of school photos. However, when I began teaching in 1962, a jacket and tie were requisite attire. As the years went on, the jacket went first, then eventually the tie. I always wore a nice dress shirt and pants.

Remember that from my Latin I textbook. I'm a lefty. Let's get one thing straight once and for all. with the exception of those awful ergonomic scissors, scissors are scissors and what hand you use makes no difference. Worst thing? In the army, shell casings eject to the right when firing your weapon. Plink, plink, plink off my helmet. For some reason I bat, golf, and deal cards right handed. Go figure.

I recall seeing Dali on an Edward R. Murrow show. I thought it was hilarious when Dali ripped apart a painting of his. I'd nominate a certain someone to this list, but would probably be ostracized from this site if I did.

Funny that one of the co-owners of Hooters used to live across the street from me here in SW FL. He moved a couple years ago to a bigger place down by the river. Was fun seeing the Hooter's bus parked there and cute looking young ladies galore.

When I retired from teaching, the yearbook was creating a section on teachers retiring that year. They asked me what I was going to do when I retired. My response was directly from George Thorogood: Get a haircut and get a real job. They published it. Still brings a smile when I see it.

I enjoyed the show. Sure, some of the FX were cheesy, but some were downright creepy. One episode about astronauts on Mars and a killer creature that live under the sand had some scary moments.