The Hit Man

I got a good joke for y'all, but firstly, I'll just ramble on some crap first.

I've been throwing some flak at some people (I shall keep things anonymous) regarding blogging habits. We all seem to have found our niche when it comes to writing about something. For me, I tend to write about games, society and games, food, and various rants involving yours truly somehow. Someone put on their MSN nickname something along the lines of "blogging allows you to be a journalist, minus the legal responsibilities". This means that although a blog/journal in other words means diary, people often use it to express their opinions. In other words, be columnists (sp?) like Danny Katz, or actual journos reporting on news and issues and stuff.

Yes, freedom of speech is promoted. But the line has to be drawn to some extent. Cookie cutter blog posts can get dull. Especially of the daily happenings variety. By this I mean "8am- woke up, went online... chatted... 12pm went out for lunch... met some people... blablabla"
Yep, very dull. However, sometimes it is very interesting, especially those by the socially active blogger variety. Being an attractive female adds kudos to it all.

One method to spice up the "daily happenings" kind of blog entry is to add a funny touch to it. Turn it into a Seinfeld. After all, that comedy classic revolved around NOTHING. Each episode had no topic at all- just a bunch of people doing ordinary things, but so much funny stuff happens.

Mind you, my style is probably boring to some people. But like I said above, freedom of speech. Who cares? Write what you like.

OK... Now the joke.

A young golfer is about to tee off at the first hole when an old chap calls out to him
"Sir, do you mind if I join you- my partner hasn't turned up."
The man welcomes the stranger over and the pair tee off.
"So what is it you do?" the young man asks his new golfing partner.
"I'm a hit man," replies the old man, quite a matter of factly.
"You're joking!" laughs the younger man.
"I am not," insists the killer, reaching into his bag and pulling out a beautiful sniper rifle with a huge telescopic sight.
"That's some scope," says the young man, "mind if I take a look? I think I might be able to see my house from here."

The hit man doesn't mind and hands over the sight.
"Wow, I can see my house all right, this is fantastic," smiles the man, "I can see right in the window... there's my wife and... wait a minute, she's naked - and that's my neighbour with her! Bitch!"
Enraged, he turns to the hit man and says,
"How much do you charge?"
"It's a flat rate," replies the hit man, "a thousand bucks each time I pull the trigger."

The young man thinks for a moment, staring back at his house.
"I want you to pop two people for me now.:
The hit man agrees, asking, "Who's first?".
"My wife," says the man, "she's always been mouthy, so shoot her in the mouth. Then my neighbour; just shoot his penis off to teach the guy a lesson."

The hit man takes aim, standing perfectly still for several minutes.
"Well... are you going to do it or not?" shouts the young man angrily.
"Hang on," says the hit man, squinting, "I think I can save you one grand here..."


BWAHAHAHAHAH

Anything involving hit men have got to be good. Sniper rifles too! ^^ Collateral is a good movie. Phew... that was hard to type in proper English. I don't think there was any short hand up there.

'Til next time, happy blogging!