R U Kiddin'
A window salesman phoned a customer. "Hello, Mr. Brown," said the
Sales
Rep, "I'm calling because our company replaced all the windows in
your
house with our triple-glazed weather-tight windows over a year
ago,
and you still haven't sent us a single payment."
The customer replied, "But you said they'd pay for THEMSELVES in
12
months!"
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Frank got this from one of the Judges downtown.
Driving to the office
this
morning on the parkway, I looked over to my left and there was a woman
in
a brand new Mustang doing 70 miles per hour with her face up next to
her
rear view mirror putting on her eyeliner! I looked away for a couple
seconds
and when I looked back she was halfway over in my lane, still working
on
that.
I'm a man and it scared me so much, I
dropped
my electric shaver, which knocked the donut out of my other hand. In
all
the confusion of trying to straighten out the car using my knees
against
the steering wheel, it knocked my cell phone away from my ear and it
fell
into the coffee between my legs, splashed and burned Big Jim and the
Twins,
ruined the phone and DISCONNECTED AN IMPORTANT CALL!!!!!!!
DAMN WOMEN DRIVERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Cecilia submitted this true story from about life in Florida.
An elderly Florida lady did her
shopping,
and upon returning to the area where she had parked, found four males
in
the car trying to drive away. She dropped her shopping bags and
drew
her handgun, proceeding to scream at the top of her voice, "I have a
gun,
and I know how to use it! Get out of the car!"
The four men didn't wait for a second invitation. They got out and ran
like
mad. The lady, somewhat shaken, then loaded her shopping bags
into
the back of the car and got into the driver's seat. She was so
shaken
that she could not get her key into the ignition. She tried and
tried,
and then it dawned on her why.
A few minutes later she found her own car parked four or five spaces
farther
down. She loaded her bags into her car and then drove to the police
station.
The sergeant to whom she told the story nearly tore himself in two with
laughter.
He pointed to the other end of the counter, where four pale men were
reporting
a car jacking by a mad, elderly woman described as white, less than
five
feet tall, glasses, curly white hair, and carrying a large handgun.
No charges were filed.
One of the Freds from HUD told this joke at a
conference.
A preacher was standing in line at the
pearly gates. The man in front of him was wearing a loud Hawiian
shirt, sunglasses, shorts and sandals. He stepped forward to
Saint Peter and said: "How ya doin? I'm Joe Donzatelli, cabbie from New
York City.
Saint Peter checked his list and said: "Ah yes. " Saint Peter
turned to an angel and instructed: "Get Mr. Donzatelli a golden crown
with five diamonds,
a silk robe and a golden staff. Then have a chariot take him to
his
mansion near Moses' place."
Saint Peter then called: "Next!"
The preacher approached. "I am the Right Reverand L. Howell
Kirsten, Pastor, First Full Gospel Church, Branson, MO. I guess
you heard about me up here."
Saint Peter checked his list: "Oh, here you are, come on in."
Then Saint Peter turned to an angel and said: "Get Reverand
Kirsten a hooded cotten robe, a wooden staff and a pass for the train.
Give him a set of directions to the Standard Arms Apartments with
a key for a room."
"Wait a minute," the Reverand said. "You gave this cabbie a
mansion, a golden crown, a chariot ride and a golden staff. Why
are you only giving me a wooden staff, a cotten robe and an apartment?"
Saint Peter answered saying: "While you preached, people slept.
While he drove, people prayed."
My Mom heard this story in
church.
There was this man who died and woke up in
hell. He looked up to see the Devil and several demons along with
far too many
people. All of the people were crying and afraid. But the
Devil
took notice that the new man did not seem to be impressed.
"Do you know who I am?" the Devil growled.
The man just ignored the Devil and kept
looking around.
The Devil flew over to the man and got
close
to his face. "I asked you a question."
The man looked into the Devil's eyes and
confidently said: "I know who you are."
"Then you know you should fear me." said
the Devil.
"Why? You're not that great." said
the
man.
The Devil was curious now. " What
makes you think you know me so well?"
"Your sister." said the man. "I was
married to her for thirty-five years."
My dad tells some of the
best stories, some with more than a grain of truth to them. Here
is a little story about me.
When I was a kid, I was
very shy. I told my dad that there was this girl I liked, but
that every time I tried to tell her I liked her, I just didn't know
what to say.
Now my dad is a super
smooth guy. He told me that I would have to work at it.
"Think of what you are going to say before you approach her son and
have a good opening line that is going to make her want to talk with
you."
"Dad," I said, "I
wouldn't know what to say?"
"Well son," Dad replied,
"Think of something that will make her feel good. I saw a girl I
wanted to talk to once. I went up to her and said: Baby, every
time I see your face, time stands still. That made her want to
talk to me."
I told my dad that I
would put his advice to work the next day at school.
When I saw dad after
school the next day, he asked me if I had tried his plan.
"Yeah Dad, I tried." I
said meekly.
"Well what happened?"
Dad asked.
"It didn't work exactly
as I planned Dad. I saw her down the hall and I went up to
her. I remembered what you had said about time stopping.
But when I started speaking, the words just didn't come out right. She
got mad and stomped
off."
"What do you mean? What
did you say?"
"I walked up to her and
I
said: Girl, you have a face that could stop a clock."
Two brooms were hanging in the
closet and after a while they got to know each other so well, they
decided to get married. One broom was, of course, the bride broom and
the other the groom broom.
At the wedding, the bride
broom leaned over and said to the groom broom "I think I am going
to have a little whisk broom!!!
"Impossible!!" said
the groom broom...
"We haven't even swept
together yet!!!"
A man went to see his
doctor because
he was suffering from a miserable cold. His doctor prescribed some
pills,
but they didn't help. On his next visit the doctor gave him a
shot,
but that
didn't do any good.
On his third visit the
doctor told the man to go home and take a hot bath. As soon as he was
finished bathing
he was to throw open all the windows and stand in the draft.
"But doc," protested the
patient, "if I do that, I'll get pneumonia."
"I know," said his
physician. "I can cure pneumonia."
At this one company, there
was a
boss who was a little skeptical about employees who took off
sick. One
morning, he received a phone call from the wife of one of his employees.
"Hi, Joe is sick today, he won't be in."
Said the wife.
"Oh, he's not sick, he just thinks he's
sick. He'll be back tomorrow." Said the boss.
The next morning, noting that Joe was not
there, the boss called Joe's house and got his wife. "How's Joe?"
asked the boss.
"He's a little worse today." Said the wife.
"He's not worse, he only thinks he's
worse." Said
the boss.
On the third day, Joe still hadn't returned
to work. The boss was now quite upset with this abuse of the sick
days and called Joe's house.
"Let me speak to Joe." He demanded.
"You can't." Replied the wife.
"Does he still think he's sick?"
"No. Now he thinks he's dead."
It seems that everybody is
complaining about the airlines these days. This one man was
voicing his opinion rather loudly when the flight attendent approached.
"Sir, can I help you?" the
flight attendant offered.
"I want to complain about this
airline. Every time I fly, I get the same seat, I can't see the
in-flight movie, and
there are no window blinds so I can't sleep."
"Captain, shut up and fly the
plane."
William loved to play golf.
After he retired, he and his wife moved to a smaller house close to the
golf course. Soon, Bill was in a regular foursome and they played
every Wednesday
and every Saturday.
One Wednesday, a funeral
procession started past as Bill was on the sixth tee. Bill
removed his hat and placed it over his heart as the funeral passed
by. Noting his sincere expression, others in Bills foursome
commented. "That was very nice," said one. "That was a
truly respectfull gesture," said another.
Bill, turned to the others in
his group and said: "Well, it was the least I could do. After
all, she was my wife."
Downtown a few years
ago, there was an accident between a car and a handsome cab, a horse
draw
carriage. The car had run a light and hit the handsome cab and
the
driver of the handsome cab sued for his injuries.
Now, in law school
they
tell you never ask a question unless you know the answer. The
plaintiff, the driver of the handsome cab, testified to extensive
injuries before the jury but the Defense lawyer was feeling pretty
confident. He had obtained information that immediately after the
accident, the driver of the handsome cab told a police officer quote:
“I’ve never felt better in my life.” It was time for
cross-examination of the plaintiff and the Defense lawyer was ready to
burn the plaintiff on the stand.
“Mr. Corbin, you
claim
to have suffered a fractured skull, a broken shoulder, a fractured hip,
a
severely twisted ankle and a host of other bruises, contusions and
lacerations. Isn’t that your claim sir?”
“Yes, it is.”
“Yet, isn’t it
true,
that immediately after the accident, you told a police officer that,
and
I quote you sir: “I never felt better in my life.”
“Yes, I did tell
the
officer that.”
“So you admit
it.
Would you care to explain to this jury how you could have suffered all
the
injuries that you claim were the result of this accident and yet told a
police officer immediately after the accident that you NEVER FELT
BETTER
in your life.”
“Yes, sir.
Well
you see, I hit my head against the curb pretty hard when I got thrown
from
the cab. The officer, he came running from down the street and he
got
to my horse first. He looked at my horse and I heard him say:
‘Boy,
that horse sure looks bad. I just have to put him out of his
misery.’ He put his gun to my horse’s ear and BOOM. Then he
came over to me,
gun still smoking and asked:
How do you feel?"
Back around the
beginning of the 20th century, there was an old lawyer in the small
Pennsylvania town. Since he was the only lawyer in town, he got
all the business and, at first, he wasn’t happy when a young lawyer
moved into town and set up shop. After a while though, it
occurred to him that this might be a good thing. Soon, his
thought was proven correct when he received a complaint from the young
lawyer. It seems there was this farmer who was missing
two mules. After searching for them, it seemed to the farmer that
a
train must have come along and killed them. The old man
represented
the railroad, so the farmer went to the young attorney for help.
Trials came quickly
back
then and in less than a week, they were on their way up the court house
steps when old lawyer said to his younger rival: “You know, we might be
willing
to settle this case. I can offer you $750 a mule right now.”
“We’ll take it.”
said
the young lawyer without hesitation.
Off they went to
the
old lawyer’s office. Paper work was drawn up and a bank draft was
issued. The young lawyer’s client was ecstatic, but after
everything
was done, the old lawyer shook the farmer’s hand and asked if the young
lawyer
could stay back for a few minutes.
After the farmer
left,
the old guy said to the young one: “There’s something I have to tell
you. You know, you really should have tried to negotiate,
harder. I was prepared to offer as much as $1,500 a mule.
Frankly, I was surprised that you and your client took the deal.”
The young lawyer
looked
down into his hands. The old guy said: “Hey, don’t feel
bad.
It just the kind of mistake young lawyers make.”
The young guy
looked
up and said: “Oh, thank you but that’s not it. See, you know
those
two mules? They came home last night.”
Uncle Oscar
strikes again.
Check out these four stories.
Joe and Moe were
good
friends. They both loved and played baseball. Unfortunatley Moe
fell
ill and had to go to the hospital. Joe went to visit Moe , and Moe told
him he only had a few days to live. Finally after consoling Moe,
Joe
said, "I want you to do me a favor. When you get to heaven, I
want
you to come back and let me know if they have baseball in
heaven."
Moe promised to do so.
Couple of nights
after Moe passed, Joe heard Moe's voice calling him. He said, "It
can't be you Moe, you are dead."
Moe said, "I
promised
you I would come back and tell you if they have baseball in
heaven.
Well I got some good news and some bad news. The good news is
they
do play baseball in heaven."
Joe asked, "What
is
the bad news?"
Moe said, "YOU
ARE
SCHEDULED TO PITCH NEXT TUESDAY."