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RandFan said:Opinion, that and a buck will get you a cup of coffee at 7-11.
Hardly the point of the thread or justification for your vitriol. Why not just hate the guy instead of coming up with lame justification for it?
Dunno. Why all the hostility, dude? I mean, like, he's dead and you're all pissed off because people are pokin' fun at the dead dude.
I should think your expectations for an evil person would be lower than all that.
"If a man speaks in the forest, and there is no woman there to hear him, is he still wrong?"
When the Challenger exploded, the jokes were circulating on the Air Force base before the last pieces hit the water. 'Need Another Seven Astronauts'. What color were her eyes? Blue. One blew this way, one blew that way.
I was posting 9/11 jokes by 9/12/2001. Why didn't Superman save the 9/11 victims? 'Cause he's quadrapligic. Who are the fastest readers in the world? New Yorkers: they go through 144 stories in a minute flat. What did they play on the elevators? It's raining men.
Columbia? Why anything different? What color were her eyes? Blue. One blew this way, one blew that way. Why didn't superman... OK, they're template jokes.
Reagan? If anything the so-called tragedy is too small. But joke I shall.
Q: What's the difference between a liberal and conservative?
A: Liberals knew from the start that Reagan had Alzheimer's.
Ronald Reagan's Alzheimer's Disease is getting so bad that Nancy sent him to the video store to pick up "A Scent Of A Woman" and he came back with "A Fish Called Wanda".
Ronald Reagan, Albert Einstein and Pablo Picasso all died. Due to glitches in the celestial Time-Space continuum, all three arrived at the Pearly Gates more or less simultaneously (even though their deaths took place decades apart).
The first to present himself to Saint Peter was Einstein. Saint Peter questioned the Good Doctor. "You look like Einstein, but you have NO idea the lengths certain people will go to, to sneak into Heaven under false pretenses. Can you prove who you really are?"
Einstein pondered for a few seconds and asked, "Could I have a blackboard and some chalk?" Saint Peter complied with a snap of his fingers; the blackboard and chalk instantly appeared. Einstein proceeded to describe--with arcane mathematics and symbols--his theory of relativity.
Saint Peter was suitably impressed. "You really are Einstein! Welcome to heaven!"
The next to arrive was Picasso. Once again Saint Peter asked for his credentials. Picasso didn't hesitate. "Mind if I use that blackboard and chalk?"
Saint Peter said, "Go ahead."
Picasso erased Einstein's scribbles and proceeded to sketch out a truly stunning mural. Bulls, satyrs, nude women: he captured their essences with but a few strokes of the chalk. Saint Peter clapped. "Surely you are the great artist you claim to be! Come on in!"
The last to arrive was Ronald Reagan. Saint Peter scratched his head. "Einstein and Picasso both managed to prove their identity. How can you prove yours?"
Reagan looked bewildered. "Who are Einstein and Picasso?" he asked.
Saint Peter sighed, "Come on in, Ron!"
OK, so pretty much *all of them* are template jokes.