Being in love
Two friends are discussing the possibility of love.
“I thought I was in love three times,” one friend says.
“How so?” his friend asks.
“Five years ago I deeply cared for a woman who wanted nothing to do with me.”
“Was that not love?” his friend asks.
“No,” he replies. “That was obsession. And then two years ago I deeply cared for an attractive woman who didn’t understand me.”
“Was that love?”
“No,” he replies. “That was frustration. And just last year I met a woman aboard a cruise ship to the Caribbean. She was smart, funny, and a great conversationalist. And everywhere we met on that boat, I would get this strange sensation in the pit of my stomach.”
“Was that love?” his friend asks.
“No,” he replies. “That was seasickness.”
Twenty Rand Sermons
The minister selected a R20.00 item at a convenience store, but then discovered he didn’t have any money with him.
“I could invite you to hear me preach in return,” he said jokingly to the clerk, “but I’m afraid I don’t have any R20.00 sermons.”
“Perhaps,” suggested the clerk, “I could come twice.”
“Corn Problem”
We were eating corn on the cob two weeks ago and my 5-year-old daughter Rachel seemed to be struggling with it a little bit.
I said “Rachel, eat it like a typewriter”.
She looked at me with pure innocence in her eyes and said “Mommy, what’s a typewriter?”
