Eric Salop
Elite Member
Okay Eric, what jokes can be made about rhubarb???
You will wish you hadn't asked ...
Little Emily watched in fascination as Kevin cleaned up after the big horse.
Uncle Kevin, what are you going to do with all that poo ?
Well, I will take it to the corner of the field, stack it in a big heap and leave it to rot down for about 6 months, then put it on the rhubarb.
Really ? said Emily. We put custard on ours.
Little Emily was playing with her friend Rhubard when the cart broke loose. The brave stick of rhubarb pushed Emily safely out of the way, but poor Rhubarb was squashed. There was juice everywhere. The limp Rhubarb was rushed to hospital, where the doctors did all they could to save him. Eventually the surgeon came out, sat down beside a red eyed Emily and gave her shoulder a squeeze.
Is, is Rhubard going to survive ? The surgeon gave a sad smile and nodded.
Emily looked up, wiped away the tears and asked - Can he talk ? Can he walk ?
I am so sorry Emily, Rhubarb will be a vegetable for the rest of his life.
There is another one about Emily throwing Rhubarb into a big bowl of pineapple and orange juice, with a good splash of rum - but I forgot the punch line.