When they make a movie of my life...

As you can see, I have great aspirations!

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ToothbrushBert really loved his dog, Fido.  The only problem was that Fido wasn’t a dog.  In fact, he was a toothbrush.

So, Bert’s family took him to see a psychiatrist.

“Bert,” said the doctor.  “You need to understand that Fido is not really a dog.  Fido is a toothbrush.”

“No, he is my doggie!” replied Bert.

And so the session began.  When the hour was up Bert asked the doctor if he had to come back.

“What do you have in your hands?” asked the doctor.

“My dog Fido,” he replied.

“Then you need to come back next week.”

Week after week, Bert came to the doctor who tried to convince him that Fido was really toothbrush.  Each week Bert would ask the doctor if he needed to come back.

“What do you have in your hands?” asked the doctor.

“My dog Fido,” was Bert’s reply.  So he had to come back.

Finally, one week things changed.  At the end of the session the doctor asked “What do you have in your hands?”

“It’s a toothbrush,” Bert replied.

The doctor was ecstatic.  “You’re cured, Bert!  You don’t need to come back anymore.”

Bert shook the doctor’s hand and Bert left the office for the final time.

When the elevator doors closed he turned towards his toothbrush and whispered “We sure fooled him that time, didn’t we Fido?”

Toothbrush photo by nilob at stock.xchng

A YouTube Crumble?

Posted In: Site News by LoneWolf

Question MarkI’m thinking about creating a YouTube movie from one of the Cookie Crumbles posts.  I have a couple potential favourites in mind, but I thought I’d ask you if you have one you’d like to see turned into a movie?

Is it one of the Paddy and Jack stories?  Or perhaps one of the Blonde Jokes?

Leave me a comment on which one you’d like to see.


Judge's gavelPaul stood before the judge, remorseful and feeling somewhat ashamed.  The judge was reading the document that had be placed before him regarding Paul’s case.  After a few moments of reading he looked up at Paul.

“Young man,” the judge said.  “This says that you have been charged with assault.  Is that correct?”

“Yes, Your Honour,” Paul replied.

“Well, assault is a serious offense.  It says here that you beat up your best friend.  I would like to hear your story.”

“It’s true.  My best friend, Jim, is the victim.  I broke his nose,” said Paul.

“Well, start at the beginning,” said the judge.

“Okay.  Jim and I have been friends for about 10 years now, since high school.  When we graduated I went into the family business.  We run a wholesale and retail flower business.

“Jim used to tease me about the business.  He would talk about how macho it is to run a flower shop.  It really started to bug me, so I talked to him about it.  I guess this was 2 or 3 years ago.  He was sorry about it and promised to stop teasing me.”

“And this is relevant to the assult?” asked the judge.

“Yes, Your Honour,” Paul continued.  “You see, on the night that this all happened, I had Jim and some other friends over for a Tom Hanks movie fest.  We were watching 3 of our favourites back to back.  The second movie happened to be Forrest Gump.”

“I loved that movie,” said the judge.  “‘Stupid is as stupid does.’ and all that.”

“Yes,” said Paul.  “Lot’s of memorable lines in that movie.  And that’s actually where the trouble started.

“After the movie was done, I headed over to the bar.  I asked everyone if they would like something to drink.  And then Jim jumped up and yelled ‘Rum, florist! Rum!'”

Gavel image by creationc at stock.xchng

Deck of cards on the tableIt was one of those lazy Saturday afternoons.  Jack was sitting in the kitchen by himself, playing cards.  Paddy walked in and saw him there.

“Whatcha doing?” Paddy asked.

“Playing cards,” replied Jack.

Paddy sat down on the other side of the table.  “Can I play too?”

“Not really,” said Jack.  “I’m playing solitaire.”

Now this made Paddy a little bit angry.  It wasn’t often that his twin brother refused to play with him.  So as he stormed out of the kitchen he said  “Well, if that’s how you want to be…  Two can play at this game!”

The Deck image courtesy of melodi2 at stock.xchng

Peas with Honey

Posted In: Humourous Poetry by LoneWolf

Peas n HoneyHere’s another poem that my grandfather taught me.  Funny how these stick with you through the years.

I eat my peas with honey.
I’ve done it all my life.
It makes the peas taste funny
But it keeps them on my knife.

I don’t know where this poem comes from, but I really like it (although I don’t particularly like peas 8=).

The image was created by combining the work of 3 wonderful photographers at stock.xchng.

Peas image by jana_koll, honey by atroszko and heart by All_Stars.  Thanks for the wonderful images!


Cute puppy pictureWho doesn’t love puppies?  Well, if that’s you, you are free to go now.

Still here?  Good.  Now check out the cuteness of this little puppy (this is my puppy by the way).  LoneCub #1 snapped this picture of him and I dressed it up for you.  Now, if you like it you can get it on a t-shirt, fridge magnet or lots of other quality stuff at my Zazzle store.

You can click on the picture to see it at a larger size.

Check it out at a Zazzle storefront for your country below.  You’ll find it on a selection of t-shirts, hats, post cards, fridge magnets, mouse pads, cups and even neck ties (ugh).

North America



South America


It’s a bright and sunny day.  Paddy and Jack are out for a stroll when they spot something on the sidewalk.

They stop to inspect what they’ve discovered.

“Hmmm,” says Jack.  “Is that what I think it is?”

“Depends on what you think it is,” replies Paddy.  “Why don’t you take a closer look.”

Jack bends down and looks very carefully at the brown mess on the sidewalk.

“Looks like dog poop!” he says.

“What does it smell like?” asks Paddy.

Jack bends a little closer and takes a big sniff.  “Ewwh!  Smells like dog poop!”

“Well, we need to know for sure,” says Paddy.  “What does it feel like?”

Jack pokes at the substance and says “It feels just like dog poop!”

Paddy thinks for a moment.  “Well, we’ve tested 3 of the 5 senses.  Which 2 are we missing?”

“Sound and taste,” replies Jack.  “But I don’t think dog poop makes a sound so I’ll just test the taste.”

Jack dips his finger into the mess a little deeper and comes up with a small sample.  He brings the sample up to his mouth and licks it.

“Ugh!  It’s disgusting!” he says and then he spits it out.  “It tastes just like dog poop!”

Paddy replies, “It must be dog poop then.  I’m glad that we didn’t step in it.”

More Jack and Paddy O’Lantern

How Do You Drive This Thing?

Burial at Sea

The Landing

It’s a Donkey — It’s a Mule

Race to the Outhouse

Image by klsa12 at stock.xchng

Yesterday I wrote a Muskoka limerick that involved pudding and a famous CEO from the past.

Now, Muskoka is a pretty big place.  It isn’t a town per se — it is a region with 6 distinct towns in it.  Each of these towns includes many smaller villages that were assimilated over the years (“Resistance is futile”).

Our little corner of Muskoka is known as Aspdin (it is part of Huntsville) so I thought that I should write a limerick for it too.  Since the first one celebrated my daughter’s love of Tapioca pudding, this one needs to be about my son (gotta make things fair 8=).  Since he has been diagnosed with Asthma, I thought there might be a fit…

An Ode to Asthma

There once was a wee lad  from Aspdin
Who’s asthma would oft leave him gaspin’
A puff morn and night
Makes him feel alright
And thanks very much, dear, for askin’.

— an original LoneWolf Limerick

Your Turn!

So now that I’ve got two home town limericks under my belt, I’m hoping that you will be able to come up with something about your home town.  Please share your favourite clean limerick in the comments and watch for more from LoneWolf soon!

Photo by asolario at stock.xchng


I have this Humourous Poetry category here on Cookie Crumbles and it has been languishing with a single entry for months.  Tonight I decided to do something about it — something drastic.  I wrote my own limerick!

I decided it had to relate to where I live which presented a bit of a challenge.  What rhymes with Muskoka?  Thankfully I managed to come up with 2 rhymes that were actually fun to work with.

What Rhymes with Muskoka?

There once was a gal from Muskoka
Who really enjoyed Tapioca
“It tastes really sweet,
And I think that it’s neat,
That the name rhymes with Lee Iaccoca!”

— An original LoneWolf Limerick.

Let the Fun Begin!

Now it’s your turn.  Share your favourite limerick based on your home town, region, province, state …  Just keep it clean.  Especially those of you from Nantucket!  I’ll take my top favourites and then we’ll have a showdown.

NOTE: There is a new LoneWolf Limerick here at Cookie Crumbles.  Be sure to check out An Ode to Asthma.

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