Category: Quickies

The perfect age for a woman I think is thirty-nine. That’s the age that I give When people ask me mine.

“Oh, no,” he said to his little girl, “That light was red, and I drove right through!” “Well it must be all right,” she told him, “‘Cause the cop behind us did it too!”

I asked a young preacher named Kevin If I could play golf up in Heaven. He said, “Certainly so, But I think you should know You’ve a tee-time tomorrow at seven!”

I lose a lot of sleep About commandments I can’t keep. I try to do the best I can. I’m glad he only gave us ten!

I’ve a knack for judging others, At that I am the very best. I can pick the wise among us And pick the ones with talent blessed. My way is sure. It never fails, For it is simple as can be. How smart a person is depends, On whether he agrees with me.