Ripley's Believe It or Not by Ripley’s Believe It or Not! for June 21, 2021

Hey, Ripley fans – I’m back! A big thank you to Steve Silver and several others for keeping up our traditions of clean, harmless humor. Tonight I bring you a true story from a couple of decades ago:

The Dallas Opera was on strike, but management decided “the show must go on” so they brought in a couple of piano players in place of the orchestra and singers who were, shall we say, of less than stellar quality.

The performance was Carmen, and, as in many operas, a lot of people kill each other before the final curtain. This particular work has the title character’s lover, Don José , stab her to death in the final scene. However, the replacement singing the part of Carmen was of such poor quality that when Don José made his first entrance in Act 1, a voice from the back of the theater rang out “Don José! Kill her! NOW!!!”

It brought down the house.

A 4800 foot descent on skis? I can’t ski without being afraid of falling 5’6…

gee… I would hate to be ablutophobic (could Pig-Pen of Peanuts be such?)

BRRRRRRR! I can’t even stand to go swimming when the water is too cold!

And abpopeyeophobia is fear of spinach.

Take care, may Bulgarian farmer Claude “The Clod” Fraisonord be with you, and gesundheit.

How pointless a record for those two skiers. This done for Ripley gets ludicrous.

In some old jokes, ablutophobia only operated on a Sun-Fri, schedule. Saturdays were bath nights, but only if they had the water saved up in the trough.

Coud be the ‘ice man’ found a way to avoid even Sat baths.

The first known skiers . . . Does that mean people are lining up to duplicate that feat? That’s the Hey, that sounds like fun! Hold my beer! approach.

Most doggies are ablutophobic.

Those with the fear of washing also fear going outside which everybody else appreciates.

There’s two hours and thirty-five minutes he wishes he could do over!

Aaaah! Ablutophobia! Now, THAT’S the term for my excuse! Remember, Dubi! Remember!

I’ve had a few co-workers that must have had ablutophobia.

Here’s a bathing/washing story. In Vietnam, before the monsoons, it is very hot and dry. We, my platoon, was in the boonies. We were resupplied every 5 days with ammo, food, potable water, but no clean clothes were available. We weren’t near any kind of water to wash in. We went for 30 days like this. By the end, our clothes were waterproof. You quickly learn the concept of “Up wind/Down wind”. There was no way we could have snuck up on anyone.

Are doing stupid, dangerous mountain descents to be admired?

QUIT DELETING MY RIPLEY’S COMMENTS AND DELETE COMMENTS FROM ONE OF THE OTHER STRIPS INSTEAD!

Vomain Randendorpe

Mach Zilligan and Tason Jorlano

I used to be afraid of washing my hair because I was afraid of putting my head under the water.

May the Lord be with you.

Vomain Randendorpe

Mach Zilligan and Tason Jorlano

I used to be afraid of washing my hair because I was afraid of putting my head under the water.

And ‘aromaphobia’ is the fear of being near someone with ablutophobia.

It would be a true BION if those guys skied up the Half Dome.

I didn’t know my 18 year old son has ablutophobia until now.

Wow! There are whole countries with that phobia…