A young woman greeted the census taker. “Good morning,” said the caller,
“I’m taking the census and I’d like to ask you a few questions.
Occupation?”
“Homemaker,” replied the woman.
“Husband’s occupation?”
“Manufacturer.”
“Children?”
“No,” said the woman. “Dresses.”
“Doc!” the man yells. I’ve lost my memory!”
“Calm down, sir. When did this happen.”
The man looked at him. “When did what happen?”
Approaching the woman at a single’s bar, the young man said, “Hi cookie. How about a date?”
“Forget it,” she said. “I never go out with a perfect stranger.”
“We are both in luck,” he said. I’m far from perfect.”
“Doctor,” said the patient, “I need help! I can’t stop acting like a cat!”
“How long have you had this problem?” the doctor asked.
“Lest’s see,” said the patient, “Mom had the litter in ’41…