Monday, June 16, 2008


Not many people know that Mr. Ed, that famous talking horse from TV,
once sired a son. It was much speculated that this little foal would
grow up to be a talker too, but whinny grew old enough to start
talking, the only sounds he made were merely traditional horse noises.
Of course everyone was a bit disappointed about his lack of speaking
ability and the poor colt was quickly saddled with a very awkward
nickname based upon the ordinary sounds he made. What nobody ever
expected was that this young horse with the linguistic bloodline
actually grew up to be a writer rather than a rider. He eventually
authored a book about himself and his relationship with his celebrity
sire. The title of his book sounded very much like that of a well
known war novel.

What was it called? "The 'Neigh Kid' and the Dad."

Gary Hallock

Sunday, June 15, 2008


If a policeman asks you to take out the trash, would that be an
officer you can't refuse?

I wanted to become a Satanist but I was chicken. That's when I started
worshiping deviled eggs.

Smooching in the back seat while you drive across Washington state. -
"To WallaWalla car-petting."

Vanna White's new autobiography. - "The Art of Linking Letters"

What if Ike Turner's ex-wife got a sex change operation? Wouldn't she

Lil' Abner cartoonist meets an Italian Actor at Starbuck's. - AL

Gary Hallock

Friday, June 13, 2008


I'd like to meet the guys who invented turpentine. Sadly these guys are long dead so I would just be talking to ghosts. These mineral spirits.

"Cigarette cause cancer." - Truer words were never smokin'

Are ambitious young members of the landed gentry considered upwardly noble?

Most Jamaican restaurants don't serve bagels because the owners dread lox.

I went to the hardware store to buy one of those three pronged pitchforks like Neptune uses but I couldn't find one. I trident didn't find one.

Gary Hallock