For sale by owner…
FOR SALE BY OWNER
Complete set of Encyclopedia Britannica. 45 volumes.
Excellent condition. $1,000.00 or best offer. No longer needed.
Got married last weekend. Wife knows everything.
The man told his doctor that he wasn’t able to do all the things around the house that he used to do. When the examination was complete, he said, “Now, Doc, I can take it. Tell me in plain English what is wrong with me.”
“Well, in plain English,” the doctor replied, “you’re just lazy.”
“Okay,” said the man. “Now give me the medical term so I can tell my wife.”
A very successful businessman had a meeting with his new son-in-law. “I love my daughter, and now I welcome you into the family,” said the man. “To show you how much we care for you, I’m making you a 50-50 partner in my business. All you have to do is go to the factory every day and learn the operations.”
The son-in-law interrupted. “I hate factories. I can’t stand the noise.”
“I see,” replied the father-in-law. “Well then you’ll work in the office and take charge of some of the operations.”
“I hate office work,” said the son-on-law. “I can’t stand being stuck behind a desk all day.”
“Wait a minute,” said the father-in-law. “I just make you half- owner of a moneymaking organization, but you don’t like factories and won’t work in a office. What am I going to do with you?”
“Easy,” said the young man. “Buy me out.”
Nice pigs sir…
A Secret Service agent is standing at the bottom of the stairs as President Clinton is leaving Air Force One, and can’t help but notice that the President has a pig under each arm.
The Agent salutes and says, “Welcome back, Mr. President. Nice pigs, sir.”
Clinton smiles and says, “These aren’t pigs. These are genuine Arkansas Razorbacks. I got this one for Hillary, and I got this one for Chelsea.”
The Agent says, “Good trade, sir.”
And my favorite:
It’s a sunny morning in the Big Forest and the Bear family are just waking up. Baby Bear goes downstairs and sits in his small chair at the table. He looks into his small bowl. It is empty!
“Who’s been eating my porridge?!” he squeaks.
Daddy Bear arrives at the table and sits in his big chair. He looks into his big bowl. It is also empty!
“Who’s been eating my porridge?!” he roars.
Mummy Bear puts her head through the serving hatch from the kitchen and screams, “For God’s sake, how many times do we have to go through this? I haven’t made the porridge yet!!”