The British are feeling the pinch in relation to
recent bombings and have raised their security level
from “Miffed” to “Peeved.” Soon though, security
levels may be raised yet again to “Irritated” or even
“A Bit Cross.” Londoners have not been “A Bit Cross”
since the blitz in 1940 when tea supplies all but ran
out. Terrorists have been re-categorised from
“Tiresome” to a “Bloody Nuisance.” The last time the
British issued a “Bloody Nuisance” warning level was
during the great fire of 1666.

Also, the French government announced yesterday that
it has raised its terror alert level from “Run” to
“Hide”. The only two higher levels in France are
“Surrender” and “Collaborate.” The rise was
precipitated by a recent fire that destroyed France’s
white flag factory, effectively paralysing the
country’s military capability.

It’s not only the English and French that are on a
heightened level of alert. Italy has increased the
alert level from “shout loudly and excitedly” to
“elaborate military posturing”. Two more levels
remain, “ineffective combat operations” and “change
sides”.

The Germans also increased their alert state from
“disdainful arrogance” to “dress in uniform and sing
marching songs”. They also have two higher levels:
“invade a neighbour” and “lose”.

Belgians, on the other hand, are all on holiday as
usual and the only threat they worry about is NATO
pulling out of Brussels.

TOP 10 McGreevey Jokes

 10  NJ state bird – swallow.
 9   New Jersey Turnpike renamed Hershey Highway.
 8   NJ raises terror alert level to lavender.
 7   We know he didn’t like bush, but this is ridiculous.
 6   Now we know why McGreevey enjoyed “polling” so much.
 5   What does McGreevey and the Israeli navy have in common?
              Jewish seamen.
 4   NJ DMV now calls rear-end accidents a “mcgreevey”.
 3   Gives new meaning to “stuffing the ballot box”.
 2   Post headline: “McGreevey goes down!”
 1   It shouldn’t take McGreevey long to get out of the governor’s
     mansion – he’s already got all his schitt packed!

The Best of Late Night

“President Obama is getting ready to pardon the White House turkey, the Treasury Secretary Tim Geithner.” Jay Leno

“That evil guy, the evil masterminding terrorist Khalid Sheikh Mohammed, he is going on trial here in New York City. I will tell you something, this guy
is nothing but evil. One time he called CNN and told him that his son was floating away in a balloon.” David Letterman

“Khalid is expected to get a tough reception here in New York City because everybody hates him. You know, why not? Here’s a guy you can hate. And on top
of that, he’s a Red Sox fan.” David Letterman

“A lot of people are saying that it’s too soon for Sarah Palin to write a memoir. They say she should wait until she had at least ten more years of inexperience.”
David Letterman

“It was reported Monday that food summit, Libyan leader Muammar Gaddafi spent several hours in the company of 200 Italian women and tried to convert them
to Islam. Long story short — he’s a Catholic now.” Seth Meyers

“The ratings just came in for Sarah Palin’s appearance on ‘The Oprah Winfrey Show.’ It earned Oprah her highest ratings since the episode where she reunited
the Osmond family. Yeah, viewers who saw both episodes say Palin’s more likable but that Donny and Marie are more qualified to be president.” Conan O’Brien

“Over the weekend, the Senate voted to allow debate on the healthcare bill. Can you believe that? It’s like fighting over whether or not to fight.” Jimmy
Fallon

“In a long-standing Thanksgiving tradition, President Obama is scheduled to pardon the White House turkey this coming Wednesday. ‘Hey, that’s great,’ said
Joe Biden. ‘I didn’t even know I did anything wrong.’” Seth Meyers

OMNI Magazine Contest

 These are responses to a contest sponsored by OMNI magazine:

 Grand Prize Winner:

 When a cat is dropped, it always lands on its feet, and
 when toast is dropped, it always lands with the buttered
 side facing down.  I propose to strap buttered toast to the
 back of a cat; the two will hover, spinning inches above
 the ground.  With a giant buttered cat array, a high-speed
 monorail could easily link New York with Chicago.

 Runners-up:

 If an infinite number of rednecks riding in an infinite number
 of pickup trucks fire an infinite number of shotgun rounds
 at an infinite number of highway signs, they will eventually
 produce all the worlds great literary works in Braille.

 Why Yawning Is Contagious:  You yawn to equalize the
 pressure on your eardrums.  This pressure change outside
 your eardrums unbalances other people’s ear pressures, so
 they must yawn to even it out.

 Communist China is technologically underdeveloped
 because they have no alphabet and therefore cannot use
 acronyms to communicate ideas at a faster rate.

 The earth may spin faster on its axis due to deforestation.
 Just as a figure skater’s rate of spin increases when the
 arms are brought in close to the body, the cutting of tall
 trees may cause our planet to spin dangerously fast.

 Honorable Mentions:

 Birds take off at sunrise.  On the opposite side of the
 world, they are landing at sunset.  This causes the earth to
 spin on its axis.

 The reason hot-rod owners raise the backs of their cars is
 that it’s easier to go faster when you’re always going
 downhill.

 The quantity of consonants in the English language is
 constant.  If omitted in one place, they turn up in another.
 When a Bostonian “pahks” his “cah,” the lost r’s migrate
 southwest, causing a Texan to “warsh” his car and invest in
 ”erl wells.”

Black November: A Turkey’s Lament

When I was a young turkey, new to the coop,
My big brother Mike took me out on the stoop,

Then he sat me down, and he spoke real slow,
And he told me there was something that I had to know;

His look and his tone I will always remember,
When he told me of the horrors of ….. Black November;

“Come about August, now listen to me,
Each day you’ll be thick, where once you were thin,
And you’ll grow a big rubbery thing under your chin.

“And then one morning, when you’re warm in your bed,
In’ll burst the farmer’s wife, and hack off your head;

“Then she’ll pluck out all your feathers so you’re bald’n pink,
And scoop out all your insides and leave ya lyin’ in the sink,

“And then comes the worst part” he said not bluffing,
“She’ll spread your cheeks and pack your rear with stuffing”.

Well, the rest of his words were too grim to repeat,
I sat on the stoop like a winged piece of meat,

And decided on the spot that to avoid being cooked,
I’d have to lay low and remain overlooked;

I began a new diet of nuts and granola,
High-roughage salads, juice and diet cola,

And as they ate pastries, chocolates and crepes,
I stayed in my room doing Jane Fonda tapes,

I maintained my weight of two pounds and a half,
And tried not to notice when the bigger birds laughed;

But ’twas I who was laughing, under my breath,
As they chomped and they chewed, ever closer to death;

And sure enough when Black November rolled around,
I was the last turkey left in the entire compound;

So now I’m a pet in the farmer’s wife’s lap;
I haven’t a worry, so I eat and I nap,

She held me today, while sewing and humming,
And smiled at me and said “Christmas is coming…”