There was a case in one hospital's Intensive Care ward where patients 
always died in the same bed, on Sunday morning, at about 11 a.m., 
regardless of their medical condition. This puzzled the doctors and some 
even thought that it had something to do with the supernatural. No one 
could solve the mystery as to why the deaths occurred around 11 a.m. on 
Sundays. So a World-Wide team of experts was assembled to investigate the 
cause of the incidents. The next Sunday morning, a few minutes before 11 
a.m., all doctors and nurses nervously wait outside the ward to see for 
themselves what the terrible phenomenon was all about. Some were holding 
wooden crosses, prayer books and other holy objects to ward off the evil 
spirits. Just when the clock struck 11..! . Pookie Johnson, The part-time 
Sunday sweeper, entered the ward and unplugged the life support system so 
that he could! ! ! ! use the vacuum cleaner.

I was sitting in my science class, when the teacher
commented that the next day would be the shortest day
of the year. My lab partner became visibly excited,
cheering and clapping. I explained to her that the
amount of daylight changes,not the actual amount of
time. Needless to say, she was very disappointed.

This had most of the state of Michigan laughing for 2 days and a very 
embarrassed female news anchor who will, in the future, likely think 
before she speaks. What happens when you predict snow but don't get
any.....a true story... We had a female news anchor who, the day after  it
was supposed to have snowed and didn't, turned to the weatherman and asked:
"So Bob, where's that 8 inches you promised me last night?" Not  only did
HE have to leave the set, but half the crew did too they were laughing so hard!