Laugh and Get Rich
Today, Feb. 8, is national Laugh and Get Rich Day, according to the good folks at timeanddate.com, a website featuring good-humored holidays for every day of the week. (Jan. 7 was “Old Rock Day,” Jan. 17 was “Ditch New Year’s Resolution Day,” Jan. 20 was “Penguin Awareness Day,” and Jan. 21 was “Squirrel Appreciation Day”).
We should celebrate today’s holiday, the website says, by laughing, telling jokes, and soliciting jokes from friends and co-workers, “to put you in the mood to think up money-making ventures” (“Laugh and Get Rich” is also the name of a 1931 movie comedy starring Edna May Oliver and Hugh Herbert).
Let the celebration begin – a little mid-winter humor.
Thanks, Marx Brothers (OK, marx-brothers.org)!
Groucho: “Outside of a dog, a book is man’s best friend. Inside of a dog, it’s too dark to read.”
Groucho: “I’ve had a perfectly wonderful evening. But this wasn’t it.”
Groucho: “He may look like an idiot and talk like an idiot, but don’t let that fool you. He really is an idiot.”
Harpo: “Honk, honk.”
Groucho: “Those are my principles, and if you don’t like them … well, I have others.”
Chico: “Come get your ice cream! Come get your tootsie-frootsie ice cream!”
Policeman: “A hermit, eh? Then why’s your table set for four?”
Groucho: “That’s nothing. My alarm clock is set for eight.”
Groucho: “One morning I shot an elephant in my pajamas. How he got in my pajamas, I don’t know.”
Attorney: “That kind of testimony we can eliminate.”
Chicolini: “Atsa fine. I’ll take some.”
Judge: “You’ll take what?”
Chicolini: “A lemonade. A nice, cold glassa lemonade.”
Chico: “Who are you going to believe? Me or your own eyes?”
Groucho: “I can see you standing over a hot stove, but I can’t see the stove.”
Chico: “I would like the west better if it was in the east.”
Zeppo: “Dad, I’m proud to be your son.”
Groucho: “You took the words right out of my mouth. I’m ashamed to be your father.”
Chico: “The garbage man is here.”
Groucho: “Well, tell him we don’t want any.”
Groucho: “You love your brother, don’t you?”
Chico: “No, but I’m used to him.”
Groucho: “I could dance with you ‘til the cows come home … but I would rather dance with the cows ‘til you came home.”
God bless the Marx Brothers.