Showing posts with label Joke. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Joke. Show all posts

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Learn Something New Every Day. (Ice Cream)

Wow, I love ice cream!  And for all of you who are asking right now, "then why don't you marry it."  My reply is...  Because I'm not old enough.  :P  (big joke in our family)

Alright, now on to the important part.  This post is for my good friend Rebecca, in remembrance of all the times that we snuck ice cream in the middle of the nigh, or... Come to think of it in the middle of the day too.  Remember when it got all over my pillow because Josiah came in when we were eating it?  Ya, good times.  

Anyway, I hope you enjoy these few tidbits about ice cream.  :)

Seriously making me want some ice cream!!






1. Twelve gallons of milk is needed to make 1 gallon of ice cream.


2. 50 licks are required to finish off a cone with a single scope of ice cream.

3. Immigrants were served ice cream as part of their welcome meal at Ellis Island.


4. Air is the most important ingredient in ice cream as it is needed to keep the ice cream soft.

5. President Ronald Reagan declared July as national ice cream month in the United States.

6. More men (13%) admit to licking their ice cream bowl clean than women (8%)!


7. Kids aged 2-12 and adults over 45 eat the most ice cream!


8. The 3rd Sunday in July is National Ice Cream Day!


Love,
Han

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

funny joke!!!!!

Mozart Beyond the Grave

When Mozart passed away, he was buried in a churchyard. A couple days later, the town drunk was walking through the cemetery and heard some strange noise coming from the area where Mozart was buried.

Terrified, the drunk ran and got the town magistrate to come and listen to it.

When the magistrate arrived, he bent his ear to the grave, listened for a moment, and said, "Ah, yes, that's Mozart's Ninth Symphony, being played backwards."

He listened a while longer, and said, "There's the Eighth Symphony, and it's backwards, too. Most puzzling."

So the magistrate kept listening; "There's the Seventh... the Sixth... the Fifth..."

Suddenly the realization of what was happening dawned on the magistrate; he stood up and announced to the crowd that had gathered in the cemetery, "My fellow citizens, there's nothing to worry about. It's just Mozart decomposing."