Little Susie: "What do ya want for Christmas this year, Tommy?"
Little Tommy: "A calendar."
Little Susie (surprised): "A calendar, why's that?"
Little Tommy: "'Cause last week I pretended to be sick so I could stay home from school, and then I found out it was Saturday."
Principal: "Now Tyler, why weren't you in class today? I want an explanation, and I want the truth."
Tyler: "Well, which would you rather have?"
My wife and I have this running battle over the temperature setting for our air conditioning.
She wants it set cooler. I want it set warmer.
After a recent verbal exchange, she finally shouted, "It's your fault. You always said you wanted a hot wife!"
We should have a way of telling people when they have bad breath.
Something like, "Well, I'm bored... let's go brush our teeth."
Or, "I've got to make a phone call, hold this gum in your mouth for me, will you."