The Thing From Bloggy Swamp

Suffering is overrated. Bill Veeck

Con Chapman

Con Chapman
Location
Boston, Massachusetts, USA
Birthday
September 28
Bio
. . . is the author of over forty books of humor available in print and Kindle format on amazon.com.

MY RECENT POSTS

Editor’s Pick
APRIL 14, 2010 7:47AM

Sociologists Say Choice of Parents Key to Future Success

Rate: 13 Flag

BLANKENSHIP, Iowa.  A longitudinal study by sociologists at the University of North Central Iowa has determined that children who select wealthy, intelligent parents tend on average to receive more invitations to Greek letter fraternities and sororities than their less fortunate peers. 

“Who’s the guy in the green shirt?”

“If we use these conventional yardsticks of success,” says Professor Thomas McKinnon, “we find that they have a tangible effect on a child’s future prospects and that there are three feet in a yard.”

The first-of-its-kind study, conducted over a period of twenty years, tracked student achievement against a control group and revealed that children of high-achieving parents also received more invitations to join bogus “Who’s Who” directories.  “We were thinking of doing a latitudinal study,” says McKinnon, “but the sales girl at the Dress Barn said it would make us look fat.”

Jean-Jacques Rousseau, after Lilt Home Permanent

The notion that a child plays a role in the selection of its parents was first suggested by French philosopher Jean-Jacques Rousseau in his seminal work “30 Days to Better Bass Fishing.”  “The child has a right, nay a duty,” Rousseau wrote, “to secure its future by running a credit check on prospective parents, and to reject them if they have defaulted on car loans or bounced checks.”

“Hey, Jean-Jacques–get a load of this bad boy!”

Legal experts say there is leeway under the Fair Credit Reporting Act for such an inquiry, and that unborn youngsters are entitled to one free credit report per nine-month gestation period.  “You’re entitled to run a credit check on a prospective employee,” says Alton Miller, Jr., an attorney in Danville, Illinois, “and I think its fair to say that a parent will spend the next three decades working for the child.”

Your tags:

TIP:

Enter the amount, and click "Tip" to submit!
Recipient's email address:
Personal message (optional):

Your email address:

Comments

Type your comment below:
My Pa graduated 1.9 grad-ed @ Guy Chimpson Cook Stool. Pa steals for the PA football Steelers Cheerleaders. Pom Pom. Pa is no crooked.
Ma no read yet. Pa read to Ma`The Confession, by Jean-Jock-Castro.
Ma irons for a fair-living. She irons holes in white shirts of politicos. Ma irons and Pa steals kosher frank furthers from the Wrigly Lady.
I am afraid that the fish has yeast infections. Read Isack Walton?Isac Watson? You know, the naturalist angler? IZAAK WALTON! You'd Love that angler. THE COMPLETE ANGLAR This is fly-fish season.
.. "Alton Miller.."
the Miller Brewer?
he has yeast jock itch.
you sure you not nuts
you write like a nutcase.
you seem a mental basket.
commemorate 13- divorces.
My dad made me go fishing as a kid. After several months of boredom, I informed him you could buy fish in a store and save time.
Yea. I recall You could buy RockFish from Maryland, Chessapeak Bay @ .29 cents per pound.
Con. C. You are lucky.
If you were ever a guest eating RockFish on Friday (Pope say so. so we trust and obey and pray the Fishy Pope CEO spooks persons no read Con. C..
Oh, my mortal.
Mother Mary.
My favorite.
I love scripture.
In he Gospel Of Thomas it is recored and there are no error redactions. Yea!
Baseball Season!
Ty Cobb's Con C.!
I may be in error.
Ty's dad took him to the Polo Grounds. The green grass was to see Oz. Con C. is Oz!
Who knows why!
Why what whoa!
banter. Ty Cobb wrote`
The Mechanical Man.
Ty Cobb On Charlie Gehringer. I can't keep the facts and errors more confused. Lawyer? Maybe I will try to be Banned From The American Barn Manure Lawyer Association? No Be banned Bag Balm!
spoof.
smiles.
I'm the product of a mixed marriage, and my mom--the Protestant half--hated fish. So we'd have pancakes for dinner Friday night.
Con C. O gotta go door to door and beg for mercy, milk, ice cream, and love and forgiveness?

I forgot to say this:`

"Jesus was seen kissing.
He kiss Mary on` lips."

I was gonna banter some silly.
I was making up cuss sounds.
I pretending I a mule moans.
I hope we not`on popes line.
Maxima endurance forgive.
O!
Ya poor Ma and Pa!
Ma wanted Ya Pope!
No Heimlich Manure!
If lawyers choke on Fish Bones,
we wish them a Lucky Croak Time.
In ourHome we No do Hinds Licks.
No remove Fish Bones from throat.
Call local mortician. She do windpipe.
The 'hind lick' method is too religious.
. . . and as every Catholic school boy knows, the patron saint of people who get fish bones stuck in their throat is--St. Blaise!
You have a real knack for explaining the nuances of complex statistical studies.

R.
. . . there's also four pecks in a bushel.
Con C. reminds my Friend of a good and safe 18- wheeler Trucker Driver to haul her to San Francisco. Michele wants to become a shaved head nun and take chaste, love, poverty, and be a good nun.
When Michele (one 'L" no hell in Michele) finished that 'gig' and becomes bored, She will don a Supreme Court Nun Looking Habit.`
`
Maybe She will attend Harvard Moo School on `Supreme Good. EHICS.
New class.
Dress Goth.
Wear sheer.
See through.
Fish Net Blouse.
Black Goth Nuns.
A new world order.
Nun dress in black.
See thru goth attire.
No peeks at nipples.
Sometimes pop hard.
Pa Pop Pa. Bye. Oho.
Congratulations Con.
You got a door prize.
You get a fish scaler.
Use a beer bottle cap.
Nuns love cheap beer.
Michele cook Con fish.
Rainbow trout fish fry.
Con C. Ya love Michele.
She be wife # fourteen.
But what does a bushel and a peck, a bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck equal?

Also the product of a mixed marriage, but we had waffles on Sunday night.
If this is true, my kids are screwed.
What's a rod? I should know that one.

Oh, right. I bait my own hooks, but as I informed Bellwether Vance, I won't chop pimientos.
There are just certain things a lady won't do.
Is this math?
'cause I don't do math.
I was told when I took this job there'd be no mathematical questions.
I always suspected that the Age of Enlightenment was really about fishing.
. . . and fishermen reach the age of enlightenment--when, exactly?

"Old fishermen never die, they just smell that way."
Bravo! Not only have you deftly analyzed one of the few studies whose findings make perfect sense, you've provided a forum for Art to discuss his feelings at length - always a plus!

PS: my initial application for tall and blond parents was denied but apparently I was allowed an extra dose of fun-loving and intelligent. Since all humans eventually shrink in stature and our hair goes white, I believe I got an excellent deal.
But Nick said you have a knack for nuances. Now it's on your resume: "Possess a real knack for explaining nuances of complex statistical studies."
Did you just sneak that one past them?
I was torn between my parents and a couple named the Rockefellers, but they were too expensive.
Is this one of those free credit report scams? Just hooking those innocents into a monthly fee in perpetuity?
What Cranky Cuss said.
Funny
High frickin larious! Rated before I even got to the Rousseau crack.
OS readers are so astute they pointed out the original picture wasn't Rousseau but Goethe.
But we know correlation does not imply causation.

Is there a correlation between bass fishing and Lilt home permanents?

If I read Rousseau, will I develop a taste for catfish?

Can I trade in my dad for a model who can actually catch fish?
As the nuns used to say in grade school, these things will be answered in heaven.
This is hysterical.