Category: Quickies

He said he was going to count his blessings And take responsibility for his actions. His wife said, “You can’t count your blessings. You never were too good at fractions.”

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!”

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

There once was a man from St. Joe Who liked to go out in the snow. One day he went out With whiskey and stout And now has a tag on his toe.

I live in my own little world Where I have nothing to fear. I’m safe in my own little world, Because nobody knows me here.