Showing posts with label Swiss. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Swiss. Show all posts

Friday, September 12, 2014

What We Can Learn from the Swiss


What We Can Learn 
from the Swiss

The Swiss are known for being neutral. For avoiding conflicts and staying out of wars. So what lessons can we learn from them? 


Lesson One: Have women dress like that. Who would go to war with ladies this lovely waiting at home? 



Lesson Two: Make chocolate; not war. Swiss chocolate grosses over a billion dollars a year. I don’t think that’s gross at all. But no wonder the Swiss are so neutral. Why wage war when you have chocolate? 

On average, each Swiss person eats 25.6 pounds of chocolate a year. If you ate that much chocolate you wouldn’t want to fight either. You wouldn’t even want to get out of bed! Especially if your wife wore one of those Swiss Miss Wench outfits and/or brewed beer. 

Otherwise, the way to win a war is to make all the weapons out of chocolate. Within minutes, no one would have a way to fight. 



Lesson Three: Make your gadgets multi-task. Don’t just make a pocketknife; make a pocketknife with a bottle opener, nail-clippers, and a corkscrew. Maybe they don’t fight, because their knives are too confusing. I meant to stab you, but instead, let me trim your nails and open a bottle of Chianti for you. 



Lesson Four: When all else fails, put holes in your cheese; and yodel. Yodel like the wind! 



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Jerry Seinfeld: 
The Swiss have an interesting army. 
Five hundred years without a war. 
Pretty impressive. 
Also pretty lucky for them. 
Ever see that little Swiss Army knife 
they have to fight with? 
Not much of a weapon there. 
Corkscrews. 
Bottle openers. 
"Come on, buddy, let’s go. 
You get past me, 
the guy in back of me, 
he’s got a spoon. 
Back off. 
I’ve got the toe clippers right here."

Author Unkown: 
Courtesy of Sickipedia.org: 
A Swiss guy, looking for directions, 
pulls up at a bus stop 
where two Englishmen are waiting.
"Entschuldigung, koennen Sie Deutsch sprechen?" 
he says.
The two Englishmen just stare at him.
"Excusez-moi, parlez vous Francais?"
The two continue to stare.
"Parlare Italiano?"
No response,
"Hablan ustedes Espanol?"
Still nothing.
The Swiss guy drives off, extremely disgusted.
The first Englishman turns to the second 
and says, "Y'know, 
maybe we should learn a foreign language...."
"Why?" says the other, 
"That bloke knew four languages; 
and it didn't do him any good."


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Author Unkown: 
From: http://www.englishforum.ch/jokes-funnies/158269-share-jokes-about-switzerland-swiss.html
An American walks into a Swiss bank 
with a giant, heavy sack in each of his hands. 
He goes to the teller, 
brings his face close to the glass and whispers, 
"I have two million dollars with me. 
I urgently need to open a secret Swiss bank account!"
The Swiss bank teller replies in a normal volume, 
"Sir, there's no need to whisper. 
Poverty is nothing to be ashamed of in Switzerland."



Dean Burkey:
The rigid rules of chocolate clearly state that 
even if you have Swiss chocolatiers 
using Swiss equipment and Swiss ingredients, 
Swiss chocolate isn’t Swiss chocolate, 
unless it’s made in Switzerland. 
Would it work if we make it 
on a mound of Swiss dirt? 
I mean, 
while yodeling and eating holy cheese. 
Maybe if we yodel the Swiss national anthem 
and use a Swiss army knife 
to cut the cheese. 


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Author Unkown: 
Courtesy of Sickipedia.org: 
We may be $#%& at war, 
but at least our soldiers have well manicured nails, 
are always able to open bottles, 
and are capable of performing minor household repairs.

Author Unknown: 
Courtesy of Sickipedia.org: 
Just back off a holiday to Switzerland.
I felt sorry for their police officers, 
because they have such a tough job. 
Seeing one of them up to his neck in snow,
I said, 
"Wow, you're having a rough day."
The Swiss policemen sighed and replied, 
"Yeah, it's even rougher on my horse."


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Friday, February 14, 2014

Going For The GOLD

Special Early Bird Edition
(Next Monday’s Blog Posted This Friday)
In Honor of the Olympics 
and Valentine’s Day: 


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Going For The GOLD

You know me, 
I always like to have fun, 
and make a quick buck, 
so I volunteered to be the first guinea pig 
for an experimental, new teleportation device. 

The research scientists wanted to use 

an actual guinea pig, 
but thanks to the protests 
of several animal rights activists groups, 
they were forced instead to use human beings. 

So I got placed in mortal danger, 

because some brilliant copywriter 
came up with the catchy slogan: 
“The Guinea Pig You Save 
May Be Your Own!” 

Since I was clearly putting my existence at risk, 

those highly intelligent scientists let me 
pick my intended destination. 
I figured I’d let them “beam me” to Sochi, Russia, 
so I could enjoy the 22nd Olympic Winter Games. 

Fortunately, 

their crazy contraption worked. 
I de-materialized 
from their mysterious, 
top secret research facility 
known only as Area 52; 
and milliseconds later, 
I reappeared in Sochi, Russia, 
on the slopes in front of 
a mega-gorgeous Swiss alpine skier! 

Unfortunately, 

I didn’t have skis or snow shoes, 
so I slid down the side of the steep mountain. 
And not down the fun side with the colorful course, 
the other, far more dangerous, dark side. 
At the speed I slid, 
and with my inability to maneuver effectively, 
I was as good as dead. 
Especially since the cold already turned my skin blue. 

Fortunately, 

the mega-gorgeous Swiss alpine skier saw my plight 
and sped after me 
performing a highly tenacious rescue. 
Proving that she’s not only mega-gorgeous 
with amazing skiing skills, 
but she also has a heart of gold. 
What an awesome combination! 

Unfortunately, 

her act of heroism zapped 
some of her energy for her next event. 
Costing her at least a tenth of a second
of much needed time. 
So she didn’t win the gold, 
but she won my undying gratitude. 
But then again, 
she already had that, 
just by being mega-gorgeous. 

Fortunately, 

she took me to her translator, 
so I could thank her 
and tell her what I wanted to say to her 
from the moment I first saw her: 
“I may a wee bit lactose intolerant, 
but I’ll gladly eat holes in cheese 
if that’s what it takes to make you happy.” 

Unfortunately, 

her interpreter had a secret crush on her, 
so every time guys who can’t speak Swiss 
try to make their moves on her, 
he misinterprets. 
I don’t know what he said I said, 
but she slapped me so hard, 
I fell back down that slippery slope. 

Fortunately, 

this time I managed to grab the railing, 
so I wouldn’t fall over the edge to certain doom. 

Unfortunately, 

the railing I grabbed broke. 

Fortunately, 

the translator felt a twinge of remorse 
and reached out to save my life. 
(Sure, 
he wanted the mega-gorgeous Swiss skier 
all to himself, 
but he didn’t want to kill anybody. 
He’s a lover; 
not a man-slaughterer.) 

Unfortunately, 

after he saved my life, 
he pulled a weapon on me. 

Fortunately, 

it was just a Swiss Army knife. 
So I chuckled and asked, 
“What are you going to do? 
Clip my toenails to death?” 

Unfortunately, 

he did just that! 
More or less. 
He clipped my toenails. 
Way too close! 
So my every step on the white snow 
left a gut-wrenching, 
toe-trailing mess. 
Ow! & Yuck!

Fortunately, 

the mega-gorgeous Swiss alpine skier 
has a bizarre fetish for closely-trimmed toenails. 
So she clutched my lapel, 
puckered her lips, 
and pulled me close. 
Yay!

Unfortunately, 

those stupid clods 
who invented the teleportation device 
beamed me back to Area 52! 
Before Golden Girl could kiss me! 
Boo! 
Where in the world will I find 
such a wonderful woman 
with that much dedication, 
and a heart of gold, 
and who’s teeming with mega-gorgeosocity? 

Seeing my bloodied toes, 

those silly scientists assumed their device malfunctioned. 
Having lied about paying me big bucks 
to be the first sap to get zapped by their contraption, 
they conked me on the head 
with an over-sized petri dish, 

I awoke on the carpet in front of the TV, 

which naturally was tuned to the Olympics. 
To see me there, 
you’d think I just dozed off, 
fell from the couch, 
and conked my head.
After having clipped my toenails insanely close. 
But that would be crazy! 

So boo the Area 52 scientists, 

but yay Team USA! 
Win all the gold medals you can! 
And please tell that mega-gorgeous Swiss skier, 
that if she wants a gold medal, 
she can have my heart-shaped one. 

Go Team USA! 


And everyone, 

please enjoy a safe and 
Happy Valentine’s Day!

Author’s Note: 

I wrote the foregoing whimsical tale, 
because I felt I needed 
to have a new DEAN Adventure. 
Plus, 
I wanted to write something topical 
in honor of all the dedicated, 
hard-working Olympians 
from around the world; 
and to post something for Valentine’s Day. 
And I wanted to honor my favorite book 
when I was a young child: 
“Fortunately” by Remy Charlip.



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Richard Pryor: 

When that fire hit your @$$, 
it will sober your @$$ up quick! 
I saw something, I went, 
"Well, that's a pretty blue. 
You know what? That looks like fire!" 
Fire is inspirational. 
They should use it in the Olympics, 
because I ran the 100 in 4.3.

Ray Divine: 

We wanted an Olympic Gold medalist 
to be our keynote speaker. 
But due to our low budget, 
we booked a figure-skater instead. 
‘Cause all we can afford is a cheapskate. 

Dean Burkey: 

Nothing tells your children 
how much you thought about them 
while skiing the Alps, 
dancing in Rio, 
surfing in Hawaii, 
or being anywhere but home, 
like a shirt with a picture of cheese.

Steve Martin: 

(Paraphrased by John a.k.a. Jisch at http://forums.alpinezone.com/showthread.php/48779-Chairlift-Conversations/page6)
You know how some people 
have their name engraved in their skis. 
Well the other day I was riding up a lift 
and I read the guy's name off his skis 
and started talking to him like I knew him. 
He thought I was NUTS! 
His name was Rental.

Steven Wright: 

Cross country skiing is great 
if you live in a small country. 


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Friday, January 11, 2013

The Way We Swiss Roll


The Way We Swiss Roll



Although most people claim to like music, they resent me yodeling in my sleep.  

I did not know there was such a strong anti-Swiss sentiment in the world.  

Never stay with anti-Swissites.  

Those fiends plugged up my cheese!  

But I showed them. 

I whipped out my Swiss army knife and opened all their bottles!

And then I set their watches to the correct time.

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