Wednesday, June 06, 2007

On the Lighter Side

Dan's Slice of Wry
I
An 8-year-old girl went to her father, who was working in the yard. She asked him, "Daddy, what is sex?" The father was surprised that she would ask such a question, but decided that if she was old enough to ask, then she was old enough to get a straight answer.
He proceeded to tell her all about the "birds and the bees." When he finished explaining, the little girl was staring at him with her mouth hanging open. The father asked her, "Why did you ask?"
The little girl replied, "Mom told me to tell you that dinner would be ready in a couple of secs."
II
Speedy Morris was the basketball coach and his team was having a great season. One morning he was shaving and the phone rang. His wife answered it and said the Sports Illustrated wanted to talk to him.
Coach Morris was excited that his team was apparently about to receive national recognition. He was so excited that he cut himself with his razor.
Covered with blood and shaving lather and running downstairs to the phone, he tripped and fell down the stairs. He made it to the phone and breathlessly said, "Hello?"
The voice on the other end said, "Mr. Morris, for just a dollar and a half an issue, we can give you a one-year subscription to Sports Illustrated."
Source: Dan Hendricks, The Sun, San Bernardino, CA.

3 comments:

Nancze said...

Hi Princess, hope the other tests on your eyes are ok. I would be lost totally without my vision, but I wear trifocals, so always worry. Cute jokes. Loved them both. Isn't waiting for a doctor the pits. Sending love and ~hugs~

Donggay said...

Hi Ninang!

Thankyou for always taking the time to stop by and comment on my posts! I have to apologize for not commenting back to your comments!

We are pretty much set for the summer! Chris and I have learned our lessons through the years!

Take care and hope to see you soon..somehow!

Rondah

Nancze said...

Hi Princess. I am stopping by to tell you that you've been tagged by me. If you're interested the info is on my June 8th post. If you don't want to believe me that is ok by me. I don't mind unless I keep getting tagged all the time. lol. Once or twice is plenty. Hope you are doing well. Love and ~hugs~