He went to a veterinarian who cleaned off all the nests, but the birds were back the next day. He went to an exterminator who killed the bird, but still more birds built nests the next day.
Finally, in desperation, he went to an old Indian medicine man, who grunted and said, “Put yeast in the manes.”
“i’ve got nothing to lose”, he thought. He put the yeast in the manes and zowie, the birds went away.
He went back to the Indian medicine man and asked, “That was wonderful. How does that work?”
The medicine man answered, “Yeast is yeast, and nest is nest, and never the mane does tweet.”
A man had to attend a large convention in Chicago.
On this particular trip he decided to bring his wife.
When they arrived at their hotel and were shown to
their room, the man said: “You rest here while I register
- I’ll be back within an hour.”
The wife lies down on the bed... just then, an elevated
train passes by very close to the window and shakes the
room so hard she’s thrown out of the bed.
Thinking this must be a freak occurrence, she lies down
once more. Again a train shakes the room so violently,
she’s pitched to the floor.
Exasperated, she calls the front desk, asks for the manager.
The manager says he’ll be right up.
The manager (naturally) is skeptical but the wife insists
the story is true.
“Look,... lie here on the bed - you’ll be thrown right to
the floor!”
So he lies down next to the wife...
Just then the husband walks in!
“What,” he says, “are you doing here?!”
The manager replies: “Would you believe I’m waiting for
a train??”