Hump Day Hilarity – looks like a tipping point to me

some good cracks…especially kadaka…ridicule is the most effective weapon

Difficult to see, always in motion the future is.

Guy walks into a bar with a climate scientist. Bartenders says; “where’d you get him?”
Guys says;” Soho, there’s hundred’s of ’em!!”
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Anthony and mods, fell free to snip. Never offended by your good judgement.

Two climate scientists walk into a bar. One says to the Barman ‘A larger and a . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . pint of beer please’. Barman says ‘Why the big pause?’

What’s a climate scientist’s favourite Christmas Carol?
… I’m dreaming of a green Christmas.

John Kerry and a Climate Modeller walk into a Bar. Bartender says to Kerry “Why the Long Face?”
Getting no reply, the bartender looks at a very cheerful Climate Modeller who says “My Model projects that my friend here will be fabulously wealthy in five years, and that we’re about to get pleasantly tipsy now”
Bartender says, “You missed Last Call”.

Two climate modelers walk into a bar;
‘I predicted they had stools’ says one
The bar did indeed have stools.
‘Well done, spot on prediction’ says the other, who then says,
‘I predicted that they would serve beer’
The bartender was just pouring a pint.
‘Jolly good prediction that,’ and the climate modeler adds ‘but I also predicted we would have a place to sit’.
And the two sit.
‘Another excellent prediction,’ said the second, and nods at the sticky floor ‘I predicted that’
Not to be outdone, the first points to the bowl of peanuts, ‘I predicted that’
This goes on for some time, with the local patrons and staff dutifully impressed by their powers of prediction, one waitress however, remains unconvinced, and approaches the two in the middle of a particularly heated exchange of predictions.
‘Gentleman, I couldn’t help but notice your excellent skills of deduction’ she says.
Startled from the intense focus required to predict things properly, they both mumble
‘Thank you’, while shiftily looking about. ‘We are scientists after all, this is what we do’ says the first one.
The second one quickly adds, ‘I should correct you, we do not deduce, we predict. It’s all very complicated and you could never understand it properly. It’s math.’
‘You can’t argue with math’ they both accidentally say in unison, before looking at each other awkwardly.
‘Yes indeed’ says the waitress, ‘and I wouldn’t dare argue with two such excellent predict-icators such as yourselves. I was wondering if you might give a demonstration, by predicting what I will pull out of my purse?’
‘Certainly’ the two modeler again say in unison. The first one begins by stating boldly, ‘I predict she will pull out her hand’.
The waitress simply glares at him. ‘Fine. What else might I pull out for you?’
The second modeler suddenly looks intrigued, ‘You said it’s for me?’ he asks.
Furrowing her brow in confusion, the waitress simply agrees that it is.
‘Well then it’s obviously your phone number, which you have written out for me.’
The waitress becomes incensed, and slaps the second climate modeler, sending him sprawling onto the ground.
The first one leans over his friend on the floor
‘See? I predicted that.’