
In a recent entry, TAB (http://shameonyou.blogstream.com/) had a "shaggy dog" story about an indian tribe. I added my own about the mysterious foo bird.
Shaggy dog stories (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shaggy_dog_story), also called feghoots, are a loved and revered (?) form of American humor. There are a million of them, literally. This webiste has some(http://www.heggen.net/entertainment/shaggy_dogs/) including a foo bird one not nearly as good as the one I put on TAB's site. This one has literally thousands, mostly REALLY bad: http://www.awpi.com/Combs/Shaggy/
Here is one that I remember from somewhere but is not original:
"Back in the days before the revolution, Iran had a king called the Shah. The Shah was in total control and if you did not do what he said, off with your head.
The Shah had a brother whose title was the Shan. Unfortunately the current Shan was the victim of serious epileptic seizures. So the Shah had some burly guards assigned to him, some with EMT training, because he dearly loved his brother, the Shan.
Wouldn't you know, while the guards were inattentive, messing around in the harem, the Shan suffered a massive siezure, fell off his camel, and succumbed.
The Shah, in a rage summoned the guards, asking them:
What did you do when the fit hit the Shan?"
And now, a completely original one. Came to me as I was clearing my brain, sitting on the toilet just a few short minutes ago. In case, the reference is not familiar to you, I refer you to http://www.answers.com/topic/damn-the-torpedoes-1 That is Admiral Farragut standing in the rigging in the Battle of Mobile Bay in the picture at the top of this entry, looking out for torpedoes ?
"A very important Admiral, The Right Honorable Admiral Porter, was in charge of a multitude of responsibilities. These resposnibilities kept a constant stream of paper pushers and junior officers constantly banging on his door.
The Admiral had two marine orderlies stationed outside his door. The were Sgt. Pedro Ramirez and Cpl. Pedro Gonzalez. Known to one and all as the Two Pedros.
One particular day, there were so many knocks on his door that The Admiral could not take a nap, have his toddy, even go to the bathroom. Finally, in a fit of pique, he decided to have his door closed to all comers so he could at least take care of his bodily functions. So, he called to his orderlies and said:
Jam the door, Pedros, I'm going to the head."