I have some jokes from a simpler age – most of
them date from a bit more than a hundred years ago. Circumstances were somewhat different then
but people still told jokes. I hope they
will give you a welcome break from the constant stream of vituperation being
poured out on the current candidates.
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Alderman
Curran, of New York City, worked his way through Yale College. During his
course he was kept very busy by the various jobs he did to help with his
expenses. On graduation he went to New York, and was even busier than he had
been in New Haven.
After
some months of life in New York, a friend met him and said, "Henry, what
are you doing?"
"I
have three jobs," replied Mr. Curran, "I am studying law, I am a
newspaper reporter, and I am selling life insurance."
"How
do you manage to get it all in a day?" said the friend.
"Oh,"
replied Mr. Curran, "that's easy enough. They're all only eight-hour
jobs."
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Once
upon a time an agent called at a business office, and saw nobody but a capable-appearing
young woman.
"Where's
the boss?" he asked abruptly.
"What
is your business?" she asked politely.
"None
of yours!" he snapped. "I got a proposition to lay before this firm,
and I want to talk to somebody about it."
"And
you would rather talk to a gentleman?"
"Yes."
"Well,"
answered the lady, smiling sweetly, “and so would I. But it seems that it's
impossible for either one of us to have our wish, so we'll have to make the
best of it. State your business, please!"
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The
father of a charming girl was well known in this town as "a very tight old
gentleman." When dad recently received a young man, who for some time had
been "paying court" to his daughter, it was the old gentleman who
made the first observation:
"Huh!
So you want to marry my daughter, eh?"
"Yes,
sir; very much, indeed."
"Um--let
me see. Can you support her in the style to which she has been
accustomed?"
"I
could, sir," said the young man, "but I am not mean enough to do
it."
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Once, long ago a woman took her 7 year old son
on the trolley. “When the conductor
comes tell him you are 6,” she instructed him.
“Why?”
“Then he will let you to ride the bus for
free.”
Johnny nodded and left to find the seat.
Few moments later the conductor comes and
asks: “How old are you?”
Johnny responds: “6.”
“When will you be 7?”
Johnny quickly exclaims: “As soon as I get off
this bus!”
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"You
say that you want some name engraved on this ring," said the jeweler to
the bashful young man.
"Yes;
I want the words, 'George, to his dearest Alice' engraved on the inside of the
ring."
"Is
the young lady your sister?"
"No;
she is the young lady to whom I am engaged."
"Well,
if I were you I would not have 'George, to his dearest Alice' engraved on the
ring. If Alice changes her mind you can't use the ring again."
"What
would you suggest?"
"I
would suggest the words, 'George, to his first and only love,' You see, with
that inscription you can use the ring as often as needed. I have had experience
in such matters myself."
………………………
A police officer asks a thief: “Why did you
steal this stranger’s watch?”
The thief replies: “I didn’t steal it — he
gave it to me!”
The policeman asks: “When did he give it to
you?”
The thief tells him: “When I showed him the
gun.”
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And American, an Englishman, and an Indian
were in the hospital in Calcutta waiting for their wives to give birth. Sudden the lights go out. There is confusion for a while but eventually
a doctor comes out to give them the news.
“I am terribly sorry but in the dark the babies got mixed up and we don’t
know which baby is which.” (- note:
since this is a joke they do not immediately contact their lawyers…) Instead they consult with each other and see
if they could feel a special connection with one of the babies.
The Englishman went in first. Five minutes later he came out with what, for
various reasons, was clearly the Indian man’s son.
The Indian immediately pointed this out. The
Englishman replied, “I know, but one of the others is American and I am just
not going to take that chance.”
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"May
I ask the cause of all this excitement?" asked the stranger in the little
village.
"Certainly,"
replied the countryman. "We're celebrating the birthday of the oldest
inhabitant sir. She's a hundred and one to-day."
"Indeed!
And may I ask who is that little man, with the dreadfully sad countenance,
walking by the old lady's side?"
"Oh,
that's the old lady's son-in-law, sir. He's been keeping up the payments on her
life-insurance for the last thirty years!"
Finally, a blonde joke:
Two blonde sisters promised their uncle, who
had been a seafaring gentleman all his life, to bury him at sea. When in due course he passed away the two
blondes kept their promise.
They set off from Clearwater Beach with their
uncle all properly stitched up in a burial bag loaded onto their little
rowboat.
After a while Bubbles says, “Do you think we
are out far enough, Barbie?”
Barbie slipped over the side but the water was
only waist deep. “Not yet, Bubbles.”
So they row a little farther out and once
again Bubbles asks, “Do you think we are out far enough?”
Once again she slips over the side but the
water is only up to her neck. “No, this
will never do. We need to go out
farther.”
Finally they stop and over the side goes
Barbie. She disappears under the water
and is down for long time. Poor Bubbles is
was quite worried until Barbie’s head popped up. Gasping for breath she tells her sister, “This
is deep enough. Now hand me that shovel.”
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