A friend of mine recently announced that he was going to marry a widow.
A member of the group indicated that he would not like being the second husband of a widow.
My friend replied, "I would rather be the second husband of a widow rather than the first."
Woman Friend: "No wonder Edith won't look at you. It's your fault. You act like a fool, fawning and cringing before her. Its like you don't care to call your soul your own."
Mr. Wormley: "Don't women like that kind of thing?"
Woman Friend: "Well, not until after marriage."
On a recent congressional trip to Switzerland one of the group spoke to a group. There was very little applause. He was followed by a man that spoke to them in their native tongue.
The applause was deafening and everyone in the group cheered as loudly as the best of them. Then, still clapping, he leaned over to the chairman of the meeting, "What did he say?"
"He was interpreting your speech to them," replied the chairman gravely.
A local citizen ran for a political position for the first time and won. "Congratulate me," he says to his wife. "I won the nomination!"
The wife replies, surprised, "Honestly?"
"Now why in thunder did you want to bring up that point for?"