Hurricane Jokes / Recent Jokes

Michael "Heck of Job" Brown, the former FEMA chief blamed the breakdown in the response to Hurricane Katrina right at the Bush administration's feet. He said that his biggest regret was that he wasn't candid enough about the lack of a coherent federal response plan. That, and the fact that he was totally incompetent.

Tropical storm Debby (with a "y"), the fourth named storm of the season, formed in the Eastern Atlantic on Tuesday.

It is still unclear whether Debby will mature into a full-fledged hurricane.

If she does, though, one can only assume that she will follow in the path of other maturing Debbys and pose for Playboy, appear on "Skating with Celebrities," and insist on being referred to as Hurricane Deborah.

Q. What did the hurricane say to the coconut tree? A. Hold on to your nuts, this is going to be a hell of a blowjob!

A brunette, a blonde, and a redhead were standing in a line before a firing squad. The commander says, "READY, AIM" and the brunette yells "TORNADO!" All the people turned around and looked and the brunette ran away. Next, it's the redhead's turn. The commander says, "READY, AIM" and the redhead yells "HURRICANE!" Once again all the people turn around to look for the hurricane and the redhead runs away. Finally, it's the blonde's turn. The commander says, "READY, AIM" and the blonde yells "FIRE!" and gets shot.

Q: What do a tornado, a hurricane and a redneck divorce have in common?
A: In the end, someone is going to loose a house trailer.

Hurricane Carlos has been downgraded to Tropical Storm Ned.

A low cost budget film crew was shooting on an Indian Reservoir beach about natural psychic abilities of ancient American Indians.
Suddenly an Indian shows up, walks to the Director and says, “Tomorrow wind Storm, No shooting please. “ Sure enough a storm came and Director saved lots of money.
A few days later, again shooting preparedness was made and the Indian shows up. “Tomorrow hurricane, no shooting please. ” Sure enough a hurricane came and Director saved the money.
The amazing accurate predictive ability of the Indian on snow, rain, ice, blizzard, lightning, thunderstorm, was financially benefiting the Director that he got fond of him.
Now he was reaching towards the climax of the important shooting and waiting for the Indian to come and predict the weather.
The Indian was no where to be found. So he personally went looking for him and found him in a stinking smoking chimney hut.
He went inside, bowed to him in a manners of their ancient more...