Ventriloquist: Hey buddy. Why don't you spell Apple for the audience.
Dummy: Can I go to the bathroom first?
Ventriloquist: Come on just spell Apple.
Dummy: I really need to go.
Ventriloquist: Just spell Apple first.
Dummy: All right. Apple. A-L-E
Ventriloquist: A-L-E? What happened to the P-P?
Dummy: It's running down your arm.
A boy and his mother stood in the dentist's office, looking at a display case. "If I had to have false teeth, mother, I'd take that pair there," said the small boy, pointing.
"Hush, Willie," interrupted the mother quickly, "Haven't I told you it's bad manners to pick your teeth in public?"
I saw a documentary on how ships are kept together...
It was riveting.
So this guy has the courage -- but not always the skills -- to tackle any home-repair project. For example, his garage was littered with the pieces of a lawn mower he once tried to fix.
One day his wife found him in the living room, attacking the vacuum cleaner with a screwdriver. "I can't get this thing to cooperate!" he exclaimed.
His wife replied, "Why don't you drag it out to the garage and show it the lawn mower?"