Ripley's Believe It or Not by Ripley’s Believe It or Not! for February 25, 2021

Believe It or Not! Someone has hijacked the audience of a popular comic (RBION), just to run old jokes that can’t get their own following!

I’m going to start flagging comments that have nothing to do with the day’s comic, especially when they’re long and occurring daily. Maybe if enough people do this, often enough, it will get the attention of the moderator. Join me in this effort?

An executive and his secretary make an overnight business trip to another town, but when they arrive at their hotel, there’s only one room left. Fortunately, it has two beds, but, as they find out that night, vey poor heating. They get into their respective beds, but a few minutes later, the secreatary says, “Mister Executive, I’m cold. Would you please get up and get me a blanket?” The executive grumbles, but brings her a blanket.

A few minutes later, the secretary asks again, “Oh, Mister Executive – I’m still cold. Whould you please get up and get me another blanket?”

The executive sighs and says, “Well, Miss Secretary, instead of my bringing you a blanket, how would you like to pretend you’re MRS. Executive tonight?”

“Oooh, I’d like that, Mister Executive,” she replies.

“Good,” says the executive. “Now get up and get your own damn’ blanket!”

[NOTE: this is a JOKE. I would never treat my wife OR my secretary badly…not that I’ve had a secretary for the last 22 years. {g}]

Another factoid about Ben & Jerry: They originally planned to start a bagel shop, but the equipment was too expensive. After a $5 correspondence course at Penn State on making ice cream, they went that route.

Neil Patrick Harris made Doogie Howser disappear!

I hope they never put Cherry Garcia in that cemetery.

What none of you realise, Jim Andrews and John McMeel, really don’t give a damn what’s happening down here, while they sit in their ivory tower, in Kansas City, Missouri, laughing at us, as long as it doesn’t affect their income, or break their rules of decency…

I think we just got hijacked.

And in this case, the RIP is Rest in Pint.

You can visit the graveyard and beg for some of the flavors to be resurrected. Wild Maine Blueberry was the bomb. Some of the names, Cool Britannia, Oh Pear, Vermonty Python. They can keep Schweddy Balls though

Most actors are amateur actors.

That’s silly.

Take care, may Mexican Atheist author Jesus Buddha Muhammad Taozen Hinduord be with you, and gesundheit.

Where’s the stone for Uncanny Cashew? That one was one of my favorites.

A commenter here said, in part: “Believe It or Not! Someone has hijacked the audience of RBION…” etc. They don’t like comments that are not addressing the comic subject matter. They said that they are going to start flagging comments that they don’t like, and they asked others here to do the same. I saw nothing in that person’s comments addressing the subject matter of the RBION comic for today, so I suppose we can view that person’s remarks as hypocritical. Oh well. Meanwhile, attempts to control others in a comments area seem futile and strange. Have fun. Get a laugh. Be nice. :o)

That is not a round about or even a traffic circle. Should be called an access road or some such thing.

I find the info about Neil Patrick Harris incredibly unbelievable. I can’t imagine any actor being an amateur magician; absolutely astounding!.

They’re not dead, the ice cream is just pin(t)ing for the fjords.

Neal Patrick Harris only acts like an amateur magician.

The Malaysia Roundabout is bumper-to-bumper traffic during coup d’état – junta season.

I knew about the ice cream graveyard although I’ve never seen it myself, I do go by the factory every once in a while.

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That’s a small beltway, not a round-about. A round-about is intended to control traffic at the intersection of three or more roads (I’m considering something like a cross intersection as “an intersection of four roads” in the terminology), in lieu of stop signs or traffic lights. This thing is simply a large circular road. I wouldn’t call a road going around a mall or shopping center “a round-about”, nor would I call an interstate loop around a city “a traffic circle” and that’s pretty much the case here.

Is that the Millennium Falcon navigating one end of the roundabout…?

And I yodel in the shower. That’s right up there with being an amateur magician.

That, sir, is not a roundabout. It’s just a street.

Roundabouts are something else you can blame on the British Empire.

Don’t read them if you don’t like them!

You could listen to all of Yes’s “Roundabout” in the time it takes to navigate that one.

I always take the scenic route in Malaysia,

If it’s a roundabout, does that mean you’d have to drive almost two miles to get back to a missed exit?

I am SO with you on this one, Buddy

And it’s sheer hell on the bicyclists…

B&J, please never bury Chunky Monkey!

Neil Patrick is also an unemployed actor.

So you travel over 6.2831853 miles for that short hop to the grocery store.

Wasn’t actor Bill Bixby also a magician, amateur or otherwise?