Reading a letter at the breakfast table, a wife suddenly looks at her husband suspiciously.
“Henry,” she says, “I just received this letter from my mother saying she isn’t accepting our invitation to come and stay with us, as we don’t appear to want her. What does she mean? I told you to write and say that she was to come at her own convenience.
You did write to tell her this, didn’t you?”
“Yes,” says the husband. “But I couldn’t spell convenience, so I made it risk.”
A teacher giving a lesson on the circulation of blood says to her class, “Now, if I stood on my head, the blood, as you know, would run into it, and I would turn red in the face.”
“Yes,” the whole class agrees. “Then why is it,” she continues, “that while I am standing upright, the blood doesn’t run into my feet?” One little fellow shouts, “ ’Cause your feet ain’t empty!”
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