MAYOR, JOKE-SAYER
Jon Gnarr:
Har har har har har!
(That’s the punch line. The set-up:
The fed-up
voters of Reykjavik could only stomach
a comic.)
***
THE PRICE OF “DRILL, BABY, DRILL”?
Twenty bill, as opening ante.
But wayward and weepy
BP boss Tony Hayward
should and can pony up more,
shouldn’t and can’t he?
***
FINAL WORD
General Stanley A. McChrystal,
brandishing a pistol,
stuttered, “Who wants to f-fight me?”
– Hey, Stan: Bite me.
***
WIMBLEDON, ROUND ONE
(1)
Alejandro Falla?
I, uh,
never heard of him — till he played Federer
(Federer being only slightly betterer).
(2)
Isner! Mahut!
Who knew?
Isner won: he had some nerve.
Mahut won “towel-offs” and “bounces before serve.”
