A priest, a rabbi and a vicar walk into a bar. The barman says, “Is this some kind of joke?”
My therapist says I have a preoccupation with vengeance. We’ll see about that.
Doc, I can’t stop singing the ‘Green Green Grass of Home’. He said: “That sounds like Tom Jones syndrome.” “Is it common?” I asked. “It’s not unusual” he replied.
A group of chess enthusiasts checked into a hotel and were standing in the lobby discussing their recent tournament victories. After about an hour, the manager came out of the office and asked them to disperse. “But why?” they asked, as they moved off. “because,” he said “I can’t stand chess nuts boasting in an open foyer.”
I’m on a whiskey diet. I’ve lost three days already.
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