Red haired schoolteacher

The tourist had lost his way on a back road and stopped at the farmhouse to ask if he could be put up for the night. ‘Well, we’re a mite crowded, siknce there’s already someone in the spare room,’ replied the farmer. ‘But I guess you can stay if you don’t mind sharing the bed with a red haired schoolteacher.”Look,’ said the tourist, ‘I want you to know I’m a gentleman.”Well,’ mused the farmer, ‘as far as I can tell, so is the red haired schoolteacher.’

The height of…

Height of Patience: A naked woman lying down with her legs apart under a banana tree.Height of Frustration: A boxer trying to scratch his balls.Height of Innocence: A teenage girl applying Clearasil to her nipples.Height of Laziness: A guy lying on a girl and waiting for an earthquake to do the rest.Height of Competition: A guy peeing beside a waterfall.Height of Sophistication: Sucking nipples with a straw.Height of Disgust: While wiping after a good toilet dump, your finger pokes through the paper.Height of Technology: A condom with a zip.Height of Trouble: A one handed man hanging from a cliff and his arse is itching.

Not so wise

In a small southern town I saw a wonderful nativity scene, but one feature bothered me. The three wise men were wearing firemen’s helmets. Unable to come up with a reason or explanation, I left. At a convenience store on the edge of town, I asked the lady behind the counter about the helmets.

She exploded into a rage, yelling at me, “You darn Yankees never do read the Bible!”

I assured her that I did, but simply couldn’t recall anything about firemen in the Bible. She jerked her Bible from behind the counter and ruffled through some pages, and finally jabbed her finger at a passage.

Sticking it in my face, she said, “See, it says right here, ‘The three wise men came from afar!'”

Answer from Heaven

A little boy wanted $100 so badly that he prayed for two weeks. But nothing
happened; so he decided to write God a letter asking for the money. When the
postal authorities received the letter addressed to “GOD, USA”, hey decided to
send it to President Clinton. Bill was so impressed, touched, and amused that he
instructed his secretary to send the boy a $5 bill.
The little boy was delighted with the $5, and sat down to write a thank you
note to God, which read; “Dear God, Thank you very much for sending me the
money. However, I noticed that for some reason you had it sent through
Washington, DC, and as usual, those guys deducted $95.”

Knock Knock 179

Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Toothy!
Toothy who?
Toothy the day after Monday!

Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Torch!
Torch who?
Torch you’d never ask!

Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Toronto!
Toronto who?
Toronto be a law against Knock Knock

jokes!

Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Toucan!
Toucan who?
Toucan play at this game!

Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Toyota!
Toyota who?
Toyata be a law against such awful jokes!

Abc’s of School

Johny was in kindergarden. He had to use the restroom so he
raised his hand and Mrs. Linda said, “Yes Johny What is it?” He
asked her if he could go to the restroom. She said, “You know
the rule. You have to say your ABC’s first.” So he began, “A b c
d e f g h i j k l m n o q r s t u v w x y z.” The teacher
replied, Johny, you forgot the ‘p’.” He said, “No I didn’t. ‘P’
is running down my legs!”