Thursday, December 06, 2007

More Pissin' and Moanin'

Via my stepson Daniel comes this somewhat technical joke I found amusing:



THE PSYCHIC DOG AND THE TELEPHONE


A Kansas farm wife called the local phone company to report that her
telephone failed to ring when her friends called. She explained that on the
few occasions when it did ring, her dog would moan loudly just before her phone
rang.


The telephone repairman proceeded to the farm, eager to meet this psychic
dog. Although, he was somewhat concerned that the problem was really just a
senile woman.


Upon arrival, he climbed the pole, hooked in his test set and dialed the
subscriber's house. The phone didn't ring at first, but then the dog moaned and
the phone could be heard ringing.


Climbing down from the pole, the telephone repairman found:



  1. The dog was tied to the telephone system's ground wire with a steel chain
    and chain link collar

  2. The ground wire connection to the ground wire was loose

  3. The dog was receiving 90 volts of signalling current whenever the number was
    called

  4. After a couple of ringing jolts, the dog would start moaning, presumably
    from the discomfort of being shocked, and then would urinate

  5. The wet ground would complete the circuit, allowing the telephone to
    ring.

All of which just goes to show that yes, some problems CAN be fixed by pising
and moaning.


Finalized the repair plans to the trailer yesterday. Neither the local shop nor the manufacturer's service department in Ohio would be able to see us until after the seasonal holiday period. Given my growing distaste for snow and cold weather, I decided that having to stick it out here in sub-tropical Louisiana beat the heck out of freezing my ass off in the parking lot at Airstream in Ohio in two foot of the white crap (with more on the way). I guess we'll just have to let my house freeze this year. Miss our dog, though. She's having an adventure as guardian of a young lady about to have twins! Looks like Willow the Wonderdog will be around for the blessed event! Sorry about that, DG.


Send your cards and gifts to the Olddog via Thibodeau's Gator Farm, Bourne de Bayou, Louisiana, attention to "Old One Arm Willy."


3 comments:

Chris said...

That joke was so funny I peed my pants. Unfortunately, they were electric warmer hunting pants, so my pee shorted the circuit, shocking my nether regions, causing me to moan in pain.

Team Gherkin said...

A good post! Thanx! I much prefer when you talk about yourself more, rather than just doing "Memes", but that's just me. Thanks so much for your blog. i stop by when i can :)
Cyalayta
Mal :)

V said...

Yikes, Wil. Glad I`m here!
I`ve been stopping at Snoozelets!
V