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Three comedians are shooting the breeze in the dressing room of a nightclub after a late gig. They've heard one another’s material so much that they've reached the point where they don’t need to say the jokes anymore to amuse each other, they just need to refer to each joke by a number.

“Number 37!” cracks the first comic, and the others break up.

“Number 53!” says the second person, and they howl.

Finally, it’s the third comic’s turn. “44!” he quips. He gets nothing. Crickets.

“What?” he asks, “Isn't 44 funny?”

“Sure, it’s usually hilarious,” they answer. “But the way you tell it…”

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posted by "Harry Finkelstein" |
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You know, when you're getting old, there are certain signs.

I walked past a cemetery, and two guys ran after me with shovels!

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CATEGORY Elderly Jokes
posted by "Dan the Man 009" |
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A harp is just a piano... with no clothes on.

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posted by "wadejagz" |
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Q: What did the spoiled rich girl say when she knocked over the priceless Ming vase?

A: "It's OK Daddy, I'm not hurt."

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CATEGORY Misc Jokes
posted by "Leibel" |