Little Johnny's father took him on a fishing trip to Canada.
On returning home after catching only three fish his father says, "The way I figure it each fish cost us $400!"
Little Johnny replied, "Well, at that price it’s a good thing we didn’t catch any more of them than we did."
I was sitting behind an enthusiastic mom at my son’s Little League game. Her boy was pitching for the opposing team and she cheered as he threw wild pitch after wild pitch.
The poor kid walked every batter. It was only the first inning and the score was 12–0. Then one batter finally hit the ball.
"Oh no," the mom wailed. "There goes his no-hitter."
As we left the gym after our first real workout in years, my husband and I both felt energized. "Let's make a commitment to do it three times a week," I said.
"Absolutely," my husband agreed, "three times at a minimum."
"And no whining," I said. "No excuses."
"No, we'll do it," he said enthusiastically, "you can count on it."
"And on my late night, we can just meet here at the gym."
"The gym?" my husband said, confused. "I thought we were talking about sex?"
A walker was ambling along a jogging course, when he stopped to fill up his one quart water bottle.
When the bottle was almost filled, a runner came by and snatched the almost full bottle.
The startled walker began to follow the jogger in order to get his bottle back.
Hence the term: "Follow the liter!"