[[ Stickman & Stickbabe ]]

we're just two simple stickpeople who :-
met,
clicked,
hitched,
till death do us part...


[[ All I want in 2007... ]]

Seeing loved ones happy
Mission trips
Have a cute baby
Learn bridal makeup
Speak Camb/Viet
Pay off our housing loan!


[[ Leaving? ]]

~C-Cup : cupcakes from heaven... (perfect 4 parties)
~My Bali Photo Blog
~Melonbabe (my female sibling)
~Angelia (a kid i tutored, who grew up!)
~WZB (a woman with an expensive rock)
~Get Blobbed... (splish splash plop blobbe)
~My Primary School Classmate
~My pescatarian recipe blog
~Simplicity - making a difference in Kenya
~A visually delightful blog of a stranger
~Another visual treat...
Been read free hit counters by free-counters.net times!

Sunday, March 05, 2006
Hope you enjoyed the previous joke. Today, I'll bring you another one of my sis' stupid riddles.

An old man (and I mean very very old), lived on an isolated island (and I mean ultra-isolated, worse than Pulau Hantu). The island was self-sufficient, and everyday the old man will get up at the crack of dawn and leave his little hut for a walk.

On one particularly dark morning, he got up at the usual time, dressed and left his house. He had barely walked 5 steps, when he suddenly died.

What did he die of?




No, not heart attack or stroke or old age.




No, he didn't trip and fall.




No, it's not a trick question. He really died on the spot.





No. It wasn't rapture.






Well, you want a hint? What did the crazy man throw out of the plane?







Yep, it knocked the old man out.


stickbabe [ 1:11 AM ]