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Today my favorite weather month of the year begins. October in Southeastern NC typically means dry days, cool nights, warm days, firepits, and lots of good football. Most of this is usually accompanied by laughter.
I am hoping that this October will bring more than normal laughter to Robeson County NC. My county needs it to balance out the pain and disappointment of dealing with recovering from Hurricane Florence.
To help get things started here are some quick jokes about Autumn and the events that go with it.
Art Gallery Visit A couple goes to an art gallery. They find a picture of a naked women with only her privates covered with leaves. The wife doesn’t like it and moves on but the husband keeps looking. The wife asks: “What are you waiting for?” The husband replies: “Autumn.”
Pumpkins What’s the ratio of a pumpkin’s circumference to its diameter?… Pumpkin Pi
Harvesting What has ears but can’t hear a thing?… A cornfield.
Sunday Deer Hunting One Sunday a Baptist Minister feigned illness so he could go to his deer stand and do some early morning hunting. That morning right as service were beginning he shot a fantastic 14-point buck! Saint Peter looked down from Heaven and said to God, “You aren’t going to let him bag a prize like that are you?” “Why not?” God replied. “Who’s he going to tell at church?”
Fall Retreat to a Mountain Cabin
Some retired deputy sheriffs went to a retreat in the mountains one fall for an entire week. To save money, they decided to sleep two to a room. No one wanted to room with Daryl because he snored so badly. They decided it wasn’t fair to make one of them stay with him the whole time, so they voted to take turns.
The first deputy slept with Daryl and comes to breakfast the next morning with his hair a mess and his eyes all bloodshot. They said, “Man, what happened to you?”
He said, “Daryl snored so loudly, I just sat up and watched him all night.”
The next night it was a different deputy’s turn. In the morning, same thing–hair all standing up, eyes all blood-shot. They said, “Man, what happened to you? You look awful!”
He said, “Man, that Daryl! shakes the roof. I watched him all night.”
The third night was Frank’s turn. Frank was a big burly ex-football player; a man’s man. The next morning he came to breakfast bright eyed and bushy tailed. “Good morning,” he said.
They couldn’t believe it! They said, “Man, what happened?” He said,
“Well, we got ready for bed. I went and tucked Daryl into bed and kissed him good night. He sat up and watched me all night long.”