I'm baaaaaaaack....



There are many transmission lines that crisscross Connecticut. These are
held up by Transmission Towers of various constructions. Those most
commonly installed near urban areas are called "metal Ornamental Towers"
(supposedly prettier than wood towers).  Sometimes adventurous folks
climb the towers in order to enjoy the view and the night air. Most stay
away from the wires, and when they get bored, come back down.

Apparently, a man who was forlorn after a recent spat with his girl-
friend needed some fresh air to clear his head and decided to climb a
tower. He stopped for a 6 pack to help clear his thoughts, went to a
tower south of Hartford, next to I-91, and climbed  it.

Public Service employees later pieced the story together. The man sat
there 60 feet above the highway, drank his beer and consoled his bruised
ego. After 5 beers, he needed to do what people often need to do after 5
beers. It being such a long hike down, he unzipped and did his business
right there off the tower.

Electricity is a funny thing. One doesn't need to touch a wire in order
to get shocked. Depending on conditions, 115,000 volt lines,like those
supported by the tower, could shock a person as far away as 6 feet.

When the man "whizzed" near the conductor (wire), the power arced up his
"stream" (urine is an excellent conductor of electricity), traveled up
to his private parts, and blew him off the tower.

The guys at the power company noted a momentary outage on this line and
sent repairmen to see if there was any damage. When they got to the
scene of the accident, they found a very dead person, his fly down, what
was left of his private parts smoking, and a single beer left on top.


A priest is walking down the street one day when he notices a very small
boy trying to press the doorbell on a house across the street.

However, the boy is very small, and the doorbell is placed at normal
adult height, and the little fellow just can't reach.  After watching
the boy's sorry efforts for some time as he moves closer to the boy's
position, the priest steps smartly across the street, walks up behind
the little fellow and, placing one hand kindly on the child's shoulder,
leans over the boy and gives  the doorbell a solid ring.

Crouching down to the child's level, the priest smiles benevolently and
asks, "And now what, my little man?"

To which the urchin replies, "Now we run like Hell!"


The only thing that the IRS has not yet taxed is the male penis.This is
due to the fact that 40% of the time it is hanging around unemployed,
30% of the time it is hard up, 20% of the time it is pissed off and 10%
of the time it is in the hole. On top of that, it has two dependents and
they are both nuts.

Effective January 1,1997, your penis will be taxed according to size.

The brackets are as follows:
10-12" luxury tax      $30.00
8 -10" pole tax         $25.00
5-8"   privilege tax  $15.00
4 -5"  nuisance tax   $3.00

Males exceeding 12" must file under capital gains. Anyone under 4 inches
is eligible for a refund. PLEASE DO NOT ASK FOR AN EXTENSION!!!!!


Pecker Checker

We are still waiting for answers for the following questions:
-Are there penalties for early withdrawals?
-What if one's penis is self employed?
-Do multiple partners count as a corporation?
-Are condoms a deductible expense?
-Is there an additional tax if you are not circumcised?