Incense Innovators Gifts

Computer tech support sacred offering

'I ran out of sugar, so I used salt.'

New Age Store.

'Frankincense, dummy! I asked for frankincense!'

"Potential buyers of the company are coming through today. Tell everyone to look sharp and put a few bowls of potpourri here and there."

Baker

Room-mate Homicides Waiting to Happen. . .

"Whoever said 'There's nothing new under the sun' first, was a hypocrite."

'Will it thrive on light from a TV?'

Finally, I found a good use for that leak.

Chef using an electric train to roll pastry.

"Please yourself, I'll add salt if you like but I'm only dyeing a pair of socks..."

'How do I know we need to turn down the filtration system? - This is our cabernet sauvignon.'

Exploding Rock to make the perfect Sculpture.

"I've just invented the first thought controlled perfume. It makes scents when you think about it."

'I invented them yesterday and Junior already has them souped up.'

Sleeping man uses his beard as a book mark.

"They said that creating an alphabet soup was a bad idea, but I will make them eat their words."

Scientists discovered an immense hole in Siberia. Nobody knows what caused it. Some think global warming melted a huge, gas-filled hill made of ice so fast that is exploded. Let's let them go on thinking that, little buddy. House of Java.net Cybercafe. By the way, if you ever go out to the middle of nowhere to brew your own black market cologne, make sure you don't brew it on a hill made of ice. That does not constitute an admission of anything.

'My Brew's really hoppy. . . I use the whole frog!'

Two cavemen are sat at the patent attorney each with half a wheel.

'I do like a smoke afterwards.'

“I have $3, a dairy allergy, and a very specific pallete. What can you do for me?”

Man trying to find the lock in the dark until dog switches on collar light.

Well, I told you to add yeast to your shampoo.

"Sniff, sniff, NICE! Smells like butt!"

A Martha Stewart Moment in Apartment 8-J

'Have you got something that smells like a skateboard?'

"I couldn't sleep."

Woman indicates church's no-smoking sign: "Does this mean no more burning of incense?"

Deodorant for Compost.

'I brought these joss sticks from New York City! Ah, the smell of exhaust fumes, gunpowder and the cold sweat of the bankers and brokers!'

'I'm sorry, Marm. The store doesn't carry liver-flavoured ice cream.'

'Ughhh ... I hate these natural flavors.'

"I love incense. . . It smells so amazing!"