Bert took his Saint Bernard to the vet. “Doctor,”
he said, “I need you to cut off my dog’s tail.” The vet stepped back,
“Bert, why should I do such a terrible thing?” “Because
my mother-in-law’s arriving tomorrow, and I don’t want anything to make her
think she’s welcome.”
But, It May Be Too Late..
little six-year-old girl had been so naughty during the week that her mother
decided to give her the worst kind of punishment. She told her she couldn’t go
to the Sunday School Picnic on Saturday. When the day came, her mother felt she
had been too harsh and changed her mind. When she told the little girl she
could go to the picnic, the child’s reaction was one of gloom and unhappiness.
“What’s the matter? I thought you’d be glad to go to the picnic.” her
mother said. “It’s too late!” the little girl said. “I’ve
already prayed for rain!”
I was helping a friend of mine with his roadside
farm stand when a man stopped by and asked how much the eggs were.
“Sixty cents for the small, seventy cents for
the medium, ninety cents for the large and thirty cents for the cracked
ones,” I answered.
right,” he said. “Crack me a dozen of the large ones.”