The Barbie Dolls
A man was driving home one evening and realized that it was his daughter’s birthday and he hadn’t bought her a present. He drove to the mall and ran to the toy store and he asked the store manager “How much is that new Barbie in the window?”
The Manager replied, “Which one? We have, ‘Barbie Goes to the Gym’ for $19.95, ‘Barbie Goes to the Ball’ for $19.95, ‘Barbie Goes Shopping’ for $19.95, ‘Barbie Goes to the Beach’ for $19.95, ‘Barbie Goes to the Nightclub’ for $19.95. We also have ‘Divorced Barbie’ for $375.00.”
“Why is the ‘Divorced Barbie’ $375.00, when all the others are $19.95?” the man asked, surprised.
“‘Divorced Barbie’ comes with Ken’s house, Ken’s car, Ken’s boat, Ken’s dog, and Ken’s furniture.”
Terri asked her Sunday School class to draw pictures of their favorite Bible stories. She was puzzled by Kyle’s picture, which showed four people on an airplane, so she asked him which story it was meant to represent.
“The flight to Egypt,” said Kyle.
“I see … And that must be Mary, Joseph, and Baby Jesus,” Ms. Terri said.
“But who’s the fourth person?”
“Oh, that’s Pontius-the Pilot.
A middle-aged woman has a heart attack and is taken to the hospital. While on the operating table she has a near death experience. During that experience she sees God and asks if this is it. God says no and explains that she has another 30 years to live.
Upon her recovery she decides to just stay in the hospital and have a face lift, liposuction, breast augmentation, tummy tuck, etc. She even has someone come in and change her hair color. She figures since she’s got another 30 years she might as well make the most of it.
She walks out of the hospital after the last operation and is killed by an ambulance speeding by. She arrives in front of God and complains, “I thought you said I had another 30 years.”
God replies, “I didn’t recognize you.”
Three boys are in the schoolyard bragging about their fathers. The first boy says, “My Dad scribbles a few words on a piece of paper, he calls it a poem, they give him $50.”
The second boy says, “That’s nothing. My Dad scribbles a few words on a piece of paper, he calls it a song, they give him $100.”
The third boy says, “I got you both beat. My Dad scribbles a few words on a piece of paper, he calls it a sermon. And it takes eight people to collect all the money!”
Rest in Peace
One Sunday morning, the pastor noticed little Alex was staring up at the large plaque that hung in the foyer of the church. The plaque was covered with names, and small American flags were mounted on either side of it. The seven-year-old had been staring at the plaque for some time, so the pastor walked up, stood beside him and said quietly, “Good morning, Alex.”
“Good morning, Pastor,” replied the young man, still focused on the plaque. “Pastor McGhee, what is this?” Alex asked.
“Well, son, it’s a memorial to all the men and women who have died in the service.”
Soberly, they stood together, staring at the large plaque. Little Alex’s voice was barely audible when he finally managed to ask, “Which one, the 9:00 or 10:30 service?
Mildred, the church gossip and self-appointed arbiter of the church’s morals, kept sticking her nose in the other members’ private lives. Church members were unappreciative of her activities, but feared her enough to maintain their silence.
She made a mistake, however, when she accused George, a new member, of being an alcoholic after she saw his pickup truck parked in front of the town’s only bar one afternoon.
She commented to George and others that everyone seeing it there would know what he was doing.
George, a man of few words, stared at her for a moment and just walked away. He didn’t explain, defend, or deny; he said nothing.
Later that evening, George quietly parked his pickup in front of Mildred’s house… and left it there all night!
Pick Up the Pen
A couple were at their first prenatal class. So that the husband could get an idea of what it felt like to be pregnant, the instructor strapped a bag of sand to his stomach.
As he walked around with his new bulge, the husband said: “This doesn’t feel too bad.”
Then the instructor deliberately dropped a pen and said to the husband: “Now I want you to pick up that pen as if you were pregnant.”
“You want me to do it the way my wife would?” confirmed the husband.
“Exactly the same,” said the instructor.
The husband turned to his wife and said: “Honey, pick up that pen for me.”
The Pain of Birth
A woman went to her doctor who informed her that she was pregnant. It was her first pregnancy and she admitted that she was a bit worried about the pain of childbirth.
“How much will it hurt?” she asked.
The doctor answered: “Well, it varies from woman to woman and pregnancy to pregnancy, and anyway it’s difficult to describe pain.”
“I know, but can you give me some idea?”
“OK,” he said. “Grab your upper lip and pull it out a little.”
“Some more,” he replied.
“Yes. Does that hurt?”
“A little bit,” the woman answered.
“Now, stretch it over your head!”
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