Thursday, October 06, 2005

Friday: Hurricane humor 1

Ask anyone. If you want to survive a hurricane you must have the four F's: faith, family, friends, and a funnybone.

  • This is my house. I borrowed the sign and have been taking photos of my neighbor's houses, which they will get framed as Christmas presents. And, yes, I will crop out my nose or finger.

Here is some humor sent to me about the hurricane which I have modified slightly.

YOU KNOW YOU LIVE ON THE GULF COAST WHEN ...

  • You have FEMA's number on your speed dialer.
  • You have more than 300 C and D batteries in your kitchen drawer.
  • Your pantry contains more than 20 cans each of Spaghetti Os, tuna fish, and spam.
  • You are thinking of repainting your house to match the plywood covering your windows.
  • When describing your house to a prospective buyer, you say it has three bedrooms, two baths and one safe hallway.
  • Your SSN isn't a secret, it's written in Sharpie on your arms.
  • You are on a first-name basis with the cashier at Home Depot.
  • You are delighted to pay $3 for a gallon of regular unleaded.
  • The road leading to your house has been declared a No-Wake Zone.
  • You decide that your patio furniture looks better on the bottom of the pool.
  • You own more than three large coolers.
  • You rationalize helping a friend board up by thinking "It'll only take a gallon of gas to get there and back."
  • You have 2-liter coke bottles and milk jugs filled with water in your freezer.
  • Three months ago you couldn't hang a shower curtain; today you can assemble a portable generator by candlelight.
  • You catch a 13-pound redfish in your driveway.
  • You can recite from memory whole portions of your homeowner's insurance policy.
  • You consider a "vacation" going to fun filled D'Lo, Mississippi.
  • At cocktail parties, women are attracted to the guy with the biggest chainsaw.
  • You have had tuna fish more than 5 days in a row.
  • There is a roll of tar paper in your garage.
  • You can rattle off the names of three or more meteorologists who work for the Weather Channel.
  • Someone comes to your door to tell you they found your roof, your boat, your dog, your grand piano, or your freezer.
  • Ice is a valid topic of conversation.
  • Your "drive-thru" meal consists of MRE's and bottled water.
  • Relocating to South Dakota does not seem like such a crazy idea.
  • You spend more time on your roof than in your living room.
  • You've been laughed at over the phone by a roofer, fence builder or a tree worker.
  • A battery powered TV is considered a home entertainment center.
  • You don't worry about relatives wanting to visit during the summer.
  • Your child's first words are "hunker down" and "don't touch that."
  • Having a large tree in your living room does not necessarily mean it's Christmas.
  • Toilet Paper is elevated to "coin of the realm" at the shelters.
  • You know the difference between the "good side" of a storm and the "bad side."
  • Your kids start school in August and finish in July.
  • You go to work early and stay late just to enjoy the air conditioning.
  • and some I have just added...
  • You see your uncles, aunts, cousins, brothers and sisters everyday ...because they are sleeping in your living room.
  • Sunday sermons are interrupted by the minister wildly talking about different ways that God could smite FEMA... and after a moments silence, the congregation breaks out in applause.
  • Your wife gets mad at you because you didn't immediately jump on that vacancy at the run-down 1 bed room apartment near the sewage treatment plant.
  • If you play golf, you walk and take three clubs and a machete.
  • Everyone goes silent when the phone rings because it could be your insurance adjuster.

Add your own.

Tom

2 Comments:

Blogger HurricaneHelper said...

Just thought of another one.

How many FEMA workers does it take to repair your house?

Doesn't matter, they aren't coming anyway.

10:54 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

FEMA,run by the former director of the Arabian Horse Association and still doling out horse shit.

7:58 PM  

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