|Time flies, and so do I.|
For those who came in late, Daylight Savings Time ended overnight, so we have regained the hour lost this past Spring.
What that means is that you won't need a flashlight to find your car in the morning before going to work, but you will still need it to find your car when you get off work for the day, because the days will be growing shorter and the nights longer as the Winter Solstice approaches.
Meanwhile, let's have some fun!
If time travel were possible, I'd go back to bed.
"Hello. Is this the pawn shop?" asked the poor man. "Could you please look at my watch and tell me what time it is?"
What time is it when the clock strikes thirteen?
Time to get a new clock.
Even a broken clock is technically right twice a day.
Unless it's electric or digital. Then how would you know?
Why did the man throw the clock out the window?
He wanted to see time fly.
Geez! No wonder Autumn the Puppy didn't want to do the column this week.
These jokes are long past their expiration dates.
They are dead jokes.
They have ceased to be funny.
They have joined the Heavenly Choir of—
Oops! Started channeling Monty Python there for a moment.
This theme definitely needs new material.
In any event, have a great week everybody, and please be back here next weekend for more Sunday Funnies!--wd.