A college drama group presented a play in which one character would stand on a trap door and announce, "I descend into hell!"
A stagehand below would then pull a rope, the trapdoor would spring, and the actor would drop from view.
The play was well received. When the actor playing the part became ill, another, much heavier set actor, took his place. When the new actor announced, "I descend into hell!" the stagehand pulled the rope, and the actor began his plunge, but became hopelessly stuck. No amount of tugging on the rope could make him descend.
One student in the balcony jumped up and yelled: "Hallelujah! Hell is full!"
Little Johnny was awaiting the arrival of his piano teacher when his mother inquired, "Little Johnny, did you wash your hands?"
Little Johnny replied, "Yes."
Mother: "And your face?"
Little Johnny: "Yes mother."
Mother: "And did you wash behind your ears?"
Little Johnny: "On her side, I did."
"Now, you got to keep away from this guy," the trainer whispered to his fighter. "Jab him and get away or he'll use his right. Don't let him get set up to use his right."
"I understand," said the fighter. "I'll do just like you say. Suppose he does get his right going and hits me clean. What do I do?"
"Nothing," replied the trainer. "Just relax and the referee and I will carry you to your corner."