The Red Light
I’m a driving examiner for the state of Indiana and while I was giving a road test to a young man, he went through a red light without stopping. I told him he had automatically failed the test. We met up with his mother back at the office and I explained what had happened. At first, she was speechless. Then she asked incredulously, “He ran a red light?”
“Yes,” I replied.
“Well,” persisted the mom, “how red was the light?”
Some race horses are chatting in a stable.
“I’ve won eight of my last 16 races.”
“Well, in my last 27 races, I’ve won twenty.”
“Oh, that’s good, but I’ve won 29 of my last 37 races.”
At this point, the horses notice that a greyhound dog has been sitting there listening. “I don’t mean to boast,” says the greyhound, “but I’ve won 89 of my last 91 races.”
The horses are clearly amazed. “Wow,” says one, after a hushed silence. “A talking dog!”
A little boy was attending his first wedding when he asked his older cousin, “How many women can a man marry?”
“How do you know that?”
“I added it up. Four better, four worse, four richer, four poorer.”