A secret agent was directed to a posh condominium complex to contact an anonymous source. “Williams is the name,” he was told by his superior. “Hand him this envelope.” Arriving at the complex, he was confused to find four different Williams occupying adjacent quarters. He decided to try the second condo. When a gentleman answered his knock, the agent spoke the pass code: “The grape arbor is down.”
Looking him over the man shook his head. “I’m Williams the accountant. You might try Williams the spy. Two doors down.”

“I think the Johnson’s are suffering from age related stress,” a woman said of her neighbors. “What do mean?” asked her husband. “He won’t act his age, and she won’t admit hers.”

Dad I think the Smiths next door are angry at us.” “Why is that?”
“They’re probably mad because our dog can retrieve the newspaper, and theirs can’t.” “How could you possibly know that? We don’t even subscribe to the paper.” “Yeah, that’s probably got something to do with it, too.”

A busy mother and her two small children, Jack and Sally, were on a train ride to the city.

Halfway through the trip, Jack asked his mother, “What was the name of the last station where this train stopped?”

The mother replied, “I don’t remember. “Why?”

“Well,” little Jack answered, “because that’s where Sally got off.”