THE JOE LOUIS KWIZ ANSWER
April 14, 2017
The photographer really shouldn’t have said what he said.
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THE JOE LOUIS KWIZ
April 13, 2017
15 seconds after this photo was taken:
a. the photographer lay stretched out unconscious on the floor.
b. the photographer and his assistant lay stretched out unconscious on the floor.
c. Joe allowed the photographer to leave unharmed.
d. Joe sat down on a comfortable chair.
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THE LOCKET
April 12, 2017
In the pleasant Valley of Swords, not an implement of death was more revered than the Savage Locket of Terminal Agony. The Grand Scimitar housed the Locket in a steel mesh Lurk, a combination of dungeon and spa. Whenever danger threatened, such as when a lamb or a baby giraffe accidentally wandered into the valley, the guardian switchblade squad hurried to the palace to inform the Grand Scimitar. The Grand Scimitar would then release the Savage Locket of Eternal Agony and await developments. Huddled in the palace, all the swords and knives shuddered to hear the bleating cries of agony. When, in time, the Savage Locket of Terminal Agony returned in haughty imperialistic pride and silently reentered the Lurk without any acknowledgement whatsoever of what it regarded as the swordly rabble, the residents, sharp or dull, felt a surge of security, knowing their pleasant valley had again been successfully defended by their champion. What they didn’t know was that the Savage Locket of Eternal Agony had gently led the intruders safely out of the valley and encumbered them with gifts before emitting bleating cries of agony to be heard in the palace.
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NOT SO FAST, SPRING, SAYS SOUTH LAKE TAHOE
April 11, 2017
BANAL INTERVIEWS WITH CELEBRITY GHOSTS – RONALD REAGAN
April 9, 2017
Loon: I am pleased to welcome to the 3 Question Interview the ghost of Ronald Reagan, who I am told had something to do with both movies and politics. Ronald, did you favor using a tie tack or a tie clip?
Reagan’s ghost: Well, I did favor a clip given to me by my good friend Walt Disney. It was a tasteful representation of Pluto, the dog.
Loon: Fascinating. Did you wear silk socks?
Reagan’s ghost: Well, good old American cotton socks were good enough for me.
Loon: And finally, what is your favorite tree?
Reagan’s ghost: Well, I do like a particular oak tree on my ranch. We often pause in its shade to rest our horses.
Loon: Thank you, Ronald Reagan.
Reagan’s ghost: Well, it’s been an honor and a pleasure.
(Loon accidentally falls over. Reagan flies off on the ghost of an armadillo.)
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TOPPLE
April 8, 2017
Get out the knitting needles, Agnes, it’s oligarchy toppling time again.
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THE KIM AND HITCH KWIZ ANSWER
April 7, 2017
Alfred ate the entire watermelon, rind and all, in one sitting.
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THE KIM AND HITCH KWIZ
April 6, 2017
In this photo Alfred is describing to Kim:
a. a watermelon he recently purchased.
b. how hands should emerge from the ground.
c. one way to terrify a child.
d. what he would do if attacked by an elk.
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BORIS KARLOFF’S GRANDMOTHER’S SISTER
April 5, 2017
Boris Karloff’s grandmother’s sister
aka Anna Leonowens
aka the I in The King and I
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THE PARSON
April 4, 2017
They called him The Parson. From the day he rode into town on an ostrich, the town folk regarded him warily. From the top of his white beaded black Stetson hat to the tips of his blood red boots poking out from the long black curtain of his purple velvet coat he exuded power and evil in their most elemental forms. And on that first day, when he entered the bar and all occupants there first froze, then melted away in syrupy drip through the floor, leaving only a few stains of fear, the remaining populace, informed by Ike Davis, who had observed the melting while peering into the barroom through the open doorway, gave The Parson a wide berth and in fact scurried to cover whenever he hove into view. The Parson remained in town for three weeks, idly examining at his leisure anything he felt like examining, be it the library’s card catalogue or saddles in the livery stable or whatever else he fancied. Then one morning he left on his ostrich. The ostrich turned its long question mark neck from here to there and all around as it strolled out of sight.
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