A wildlife biologist crew leader has several crews, each consisting of two biologists. The crews camped and worked in the woods and he made his rounds to visit each pair every few days. One particular crew, Sarah and Jim, were not getting nearly as much work accomplished as the others, so he suspected that they might be up to some funny business. The following day, he paid them a visit.

“Is anything funny going on here”? he asked.

“What do you mean by that?” the pair asked back.

“I mean, you’re not getting much fieldwork done. Are you two, you know, maybe doing something you’re not supposed to do?”

“Absolutely not!” the Jim replied. “We are strictly co-workers”

“Oh yes,” the Sarah replied, “We hike all day, record our data, return back, and fall asleep exhausted.”

“That’s right!” Jim replied, “and me in my tent, and she in hers!”

The crew supervisor spent the remainder of the day in the field with the pair. He left the field early, returned to camp, retrieved his Jeep and left the area.

The following day, the biologist pair had lost their $1000 GPS unit. They searched high and low, but could not find it. It had simply disappeared from their camp. After a few frantic days, they suspected that the crew leader had taken it. It was the only plausible explanation. That evening, they called him on the 2-way radio, and politely asked weather he may have inadvertently taken the unit.

“As a matter of fact, I did take it the day I came up to see if you two were sleeping together. After realizing I had accidentally taken it with me from the field, I placed it in Sarah’s sleeping bag where she would be sure to find it!”

A logger is driving down the highway and sees two botanists trying to measure the height of a small pine tree. Their tape measure is not long enough so one botanist stands on the shoulders of the other and attempts to extend the tape to the tree top but it is not long enough. While trying, he falls to the ground. They attempt this about five times and each time the top botanist falls. The logger is laughing but feels sorry for the pair, gets out of his truck, takes out an electric saw and cuts down the tree. The botanists are looking at him like he is crazy. He then takes a tape measure and measures the tree. “OK guys, the tree is 14′ 6.”

He then gets in his truck and drives away. The two botanists are stunned and speechless. Finally one says to the other ,”How do you like that, we are trying to measure the height of the tree and that stupid jerk measures the width.”

Do molecular biologists wear designer genes?

Dan had been studying whales for over 20 years and had made some thrilling breakthroughs regarding their communication. He had managed to decode many of their underwater sounds and to translate them into English. His latest research had proved that they can communicate over a distance of 300 miles. When asked what could they possibly have to say at such distances he replied, “As best as we can figure, it is something like - Hey, can you hear me now? “

A bloke walks into a pub, and asks for a pint of Adenosinetriphosphate. The barman says “That’ll be 80p [ATP]!”

A boy frog telephones the Psychic Hotline and his Personal Psychic Advisor tells him: “You are going to meet a beautiful young girl who will want to know everything about you.”

The frog is thrilled, “This is great! Will I meet her at a party?”

“No,” says his Advisor, “in her biology class.”

An old mountain man in Arkansas was sick and bedridden. He had not been outdoors for a few weeks and had a sharp craving for a meal of wild squirrel. He summoned his half-idiot son into the room and instructed him to go squirrel hunting and bring him back a squirrel or two. He also told his son to be very careful not to shoot the squirrel in the head as he would need its brains later to “tan” the squirrel’s pelt. (Tanning a skin using the animal’s brains is a common practice in certain areas, it generally takes about one brain to tan one skin).

The idiot son spent most of the day searching the woods for tree squirrels, but was not having any luck. Finally, high up in a sweet-gum tree, he spotted a squirrel’s head sticking out from a hole. He remembered his Pa’s admonitions to save the brains. After deciding he may not have another chance, he shot it in the head, thus ruining the brains.

His sick Pa was upset, “I can’t tan that skin without no brains!” he said, “Now what am I a gonna do?”

Thinking quickly, he remembered that up on the river there were 3 fisheries biologists doing some field work.

“Well, we’re only tanning one squirrel skin, walk up the river and shoot one of them dang fish biologists and I’ll use his brains to tan the skin,” he told the son.

The son did as he was told and soon returned with the prize. As it turned out, the brain wasn’t large enough and the boy was upset as he would have to make another trip to harvest the other two biologist’s brains.

“Look on the bright side, boy”, the old man told him, “Two more ought to be just enough. We’d have been in real trouble if they was BOTANISTS!”

A group of goose biologists were meeting to brainstorm about the migration tactics of Canada geese. They were particularly interested in applying for a $100,000 Federal grant to investigate the “V” formation of goose flight. It had been observed that one side of the “V” is always longer than the other side. This group would put together a research proposal to apply for the $100,000 grant and hopefully find out why this happens.

To start off the discussion, Todd, the Consulting Firm Biologist stands up and says in typical consultant fashion, “I say we ask for $200,000, and attempt to model the wind drag coefficients. We can have our geologists record and map the ground topography and then our staff meteorologists can predict potential updraft currents. Our internal CAD department can then produce 3-d drawings of the predicted wing tip vortices. Then, after several years of study, our in-house publications department could produce a nice thick report full of charts and graphs.”

The Senior Research Biologist, a professor at the local university, cleared his throat and responded, “No, no!, That’s not it at all. We only need $150,000. We can train a group of domesticated geese to fly in formations of equal length and then compare their relative fitness to wild geese. We can then publish the results in the Journal of Wildlife Management.”

About then, the hardworking field biologist stands up and begins walking for the door. “Where are you going?” the group asks. “I’m leaving” he replies, “I’ve heard enough. No one has to give me $100,000 to find out that the reason one side of the “V” is longer is simply because there are more damn geese on that side!”

How many biologists does it take to change a light bulb?

Four. One to change it and three to write the environmental-impact statement.

Ben was assigned a new wildlife technician and she was driving him crazy. She was blonde and pretty and insisted on carrying beauty products in a little field bag - nail polish, hair care products, gels, creams and so on.

One day they were driving the rugged four-wheel drive down a dirt road when a big rabbit ran in front of them and was hit by the truck. Ben pulls over and walks back to the dead rabbit. He felt terrible, but there was clearly nothing he could do for the dead creature.

His blonde partner pipes in and yells, “Waite, I have just the thing!”

She races back to the truck and begins to rifle through her beauty products. Ben watches as brushes and combs fly from the bag. Finally she races back with an aerosol can and sprays the dead rabbit with it’s contents. Immediately the rabbit springs to its feet, waves goodbye, hops a few feet, pauses and waves again. The rabbit repeats this strange behavior…wave-hop-wave-hop, until it disappears over the hill.

Ben is amazed and asks, “What in the world is in that can?”

The blonde biologists says, ” Duh…look at the label”

You guessed it….

“Hair Spray …. Immediately revives dead hair and creates a permanent wave”

A pair of biologists are studying terns on a rock island just off the coast. While walking on a distant part of the island, they are shot at by a group of thugs operating a pot farm. This happens several times and the local law enforcement refuses to investigate.

On their last day on the island they happen into a huge pile of harvested grass that has been set out to dry. Quickly they decide to set it on fire to pay the thugs back for shooting at them. The fire takes off and sends plumes of smoke into the sky. As they are running for their boat, they notice that the soaring birds are acting weird, spiraling out of control and crashing into the trees.

The next day they read the headlines in the local paper: Pot Farm Burns - No Tern Left Unstoned.

A young college student had stayed up all night studying for his zoology test the next day. As he entered the classroom, he saw ten stands with ten birds on them with a sack over each bird and only the legs showing. He sat right on the front row because he wanted to do the best job possible. The professor announced that the test would be to look at each set of bird legs and give the common name, habitat, genus, species, etc.

The student looked at each set of bird legs. They all looked the same to him. He began to get upset. He had stayed up all night studying, and now had to identify birds by their legs. The more he thought about it, the madder he got. Finally, he could stand it no longer. He went up to the professor’s desk and said, “What a stupid test! How could anyone tell the difference between birds by looking at their legs?”

With that the student threw his test on the professor’s desk and walked out the door.

The professor was surprised. The class was so big that he didn’t know every student’s name, so as the student reached the door the professor called, “Mister, what’s your name?”

The enraged student pulled up his pant legs and said, “You guess, buddy! You guess!”

There were these two Engineers who decided they would go moose hunting in the backwoods of British Columbia. As it happened, they lucked out and got a moose. Unfortunately, they were about a mile from their truck. They were having a tough time dragging the animal by the hind legs when a Wildlife Biologist happened upon them.

He said, “You know, the hair follicles on a moose have a grain to them that causes the hair to lie toward the back. The way you are dragging that moose, it increases your coefficient of friction by a huge margin. If you grab it by the antlers and pull, you will find the work required to be quite minimal.”

The Engineers thanked him and started dragging the moose by the antlers. After about an hour, one Engineer said, “I can’t believe how easy it is to move this moose this way. I sure am glad we ran across that Biologist.”

“Yeah.”, said the other. “But we’re getting further and further away from our truck.”

A biologist from the North Pole was showing a new recruit the ropes of a polar bear radio tracking program.

The new recruit said, “I know how the transmitters work, but I have one question–how do you catch the polar bears in the first place?”

“I bet you use high-powered tranquilizer dart guns, right?”

“Oh no!” the experienced biologist replied, “we use an ancient Eskimo technique, developed centuries ago. First, we dig a huge hole in the ice. Next, we place a circle of green peas all the way around the hole. Then, we go hide behind some ice blocks and wait. Finally, when a polar bear comes up to take a pea, we kick him in the ice-hole !!!”

A couple of biologists had twins.

One they called John and the other control.

A young wildlife biologist got fired from his first real wildlife job. Upon his return home, his parents asked him what happened.

“You know what a crew boss is?” he asked. “The one who stands around and watches everyone else work.”

“What’s that got to do with it?” they asked.

“Well, he just got jealous of me,” the young biologist explained. “Everyone thought I was the crew boss.”

Garvin the mammalogist, was in Alaska studying polar bear. In sub-zero weather, he would spend 7 days out on the ice. But, after his 7 days in the field, he would return to the small town and spend a day or two resting up and drinking in the only bar in town.

On one particular day it was 40 below zero and Garvin made his way into the bar. He asked Bud, the bartender, for a whiskey.

“I don’t know, Garvin, you sure have run-up a big bill in here.” The bartender told him.

” I know,” Garvin replied, “But I’m flat broke, and I sure could use a drink.”

“OK,” The barkeep told him, “I’ll just write your tab down on the piece of paper and pin it up here by the coat rack.”

“Oh no, don’t do that, I don’t want everyone in town to see it.”

“Don’t worry,” The bartender replied, “I’m going to cover it up with your parka until its paid!”

A biologist had been working on a remote research project in the Amazon jungle. Upon his return to the States, he came down with a terrible illness. After his health had deteriorated, his wife took him to a doctor who specialized in strange jungle diseases. The doctor gave him a complete examination and a series of tests. After receiving the results of the tests, the doctor called the wife into his office alone.

He told the young biologist’s wife, “Your husband is suffering from a very severe disease, combined with horrible stress. If you don’t do the following, your husband will surely die.”

“Each morning, fix him a healthy breakfast. Be pleasant, and make sure he is in a good mood. For lunch make him a nutritious meal. For dinner prepare an especially nice meal for him. Don’t burden him with chores, and generally do anything he asks. Don’t discuss your problems with him, as it will only make his stress worse. And most importantly, make love with your husband several times a week and satisfy his every whim. ”

If you can do this for the next 10 months or so, I think your husband will regain his health completely. Otherwise…….well… He’ll probably die”

On the way home, the husband asked his wife. “What did the doctor say?”

she replied. “Honey…..he says you’re probably going to die.”

Q: How so you call a member of the finacial staff of the faculty of Biology?

A: A Buy-ologist.

Two biologists are in the field following the tracks of a radio-collared grizzly bear. All of a sudden, the bear crashes out of the brush and heads right for them. They scramble up the nearest tree, but the bear starts climbing up the tree after them. The first biologist starts taking off his heavy leather hiking boots and pulls a pair of sleek running shoes from his back-pack.

The second biologist gives him a puzzled look and says, “What in the world are you doing?”

He replies, “I figure when the bear gets close to us, we’ll jump down and make a run for it.”

The second guy says, “Are you crazy? We both know you can’t outrun a full-grown grizzly bear.”

The first guy says, “I don’t have to outrun the bear, I only have to outrun you!”

A boy was assigned a paper on childbirth and asked his mother, “How was I born?”

“Well honey…” said the slightly prudish mother, “the stork brought you to us.”

“Oh,” said the boy, “and how did you and daddy get born?”

“Oh, the stork brought us too.”

“Well how were grandpa and grandma born?” the boy persisted.

“Well darling, the stork brought them too!” said the mother, by now starting to squirm a little.

Several days later, the boy handed in his paper to the teacher who read with confusion the opening sentence: “This report has been very difficult to write due to the fact that there hasn’t been a natural childbirth in my family for three generations.”

A University had advertised for two biologists to help in their mammalogy department, specifically with a group of captive grizzly bears. They had only two applicants - a beautiful young women biologist and an older male biologist.

The mammalogist in charge of the project knew that not everyone can handle working with such fierce creatures so he decided to test their skills with the bears. The two hopefuls followed him out to the bear pen. He first asked the young women to show him what she could do.

She entered the cage, stripped down to her bikini, and the largest bear walked up and nuzzled her bare legs. The astonished mammalogist then said to the old man, “Can you do that?”

“You’re darn right I can,” said the old man, “just get that bear out of there first !”