Missing Chocolate Cake
- Mom: Fred, there were two chocolate cakes in the larder yesterday, and now there's only one. Why?
- Fred: I don't know. It must have been so dark I didn't see the other one.
Random joke from this category
- Mom: Fred, there were two chocolate cakes in the larder yesterday, and now there's only one. Why?
- Fred: I don't know. It must have been so dark I didn't see the other one.
A little nine year old girl was in church with her mother when she started feeling ill.
- Mommy, can we leave now?
- No.
- Well, I think I have to throw up!
- Then go out the front door and around to the back of the church and throw up behind a bush.
In about two minutes the little girl returned to her seat.
- Did you throw up?
- Yes.
- Well, how could you have gone all the way to the back of the church and return so quickly?
- I didn't have to go out of the church, Mommy. They have a box next to the front door that says 'for the sick'.
- William: May I have some money for the man crying outside?
- Mum: What crying man?
- William: The one that's crying: Ice cream! Ice Cream!
- Knock Knock
- Who's there?
- Billy Bragg
- Billy Bragg who?
- Billy Braggs too much, tell him to stop it!
- Knock Knock
- Who's there?
- Apple
- Apple who?
- Apple the door myself!
- Knock Knock
- Who's there?
- Anka
- Anka who?
- Anka the ship!
- Knock Knock!
- Who's there?
- Alec!
- Alec who?
- Alec-tricity. Isn't that a shock!
- My brother's one of the biggest stickup men in town.
- Gosh is he really?
- Yes, he's a six-foot-six billposter.
My husband and I had just finished tucking our four young ones into bed one evening when we heard sobbing coming from three-year-old Eric's room.
Rushing to his side, we found him crying hysterically. He had accidentally swallowed a penny and was sure he was going to die. No amount of talking could change his mind.
Desperate to calm him, my husband palmed a penny that he happened to have in his pocket and pretended to pull it from Eric's ear.
Eric was delighted.
In a flash, he snatched it from my husband's hand, swallowed it and demanded cheerfully:
- Do it again, Dad!
- Son, you sure do ask a lot of questions, - said the father.
- I'd like to know what would have happened if I'd asked as many questions when I was a boy.
- Perhaps, - said the boy:
- you'd've been able to answer some of mine.