On her way back from the concession stand, Sandra asked the man at the end of the row, "Sir, did I step on your foot a minute ago?"
Expecting an apology the man said, "Indeed you did."
Sandra nodded, "Oh, good. Then this is my row."
I was walking down the road and saw my neighbor standing on his fifth floor apartment balcony shaking a carpet.
I shouted up to him, “What’s wrong?"
He replied, "It won’t start!”
Did You Ever Wonder...
How come we choose from just two people for President and fifty for Miss America?
On a visit to Boston, I noticed a parking meter with a paper sack over it upon which was written: "Broken."
A skeptical parking officer removed the bag, inserted a quarter in the meter and turned the dial. It worked perfectly. As the officer began to write a parking ticket, the car's owner rushed out of a nearby building.
"What are you doing?" he yelled after a quick glance at the meter. "There's plenty of time left!"