Three kids come down to the kitchen and sit around the breakfast table. The mother asks the oldest boy what he'd like to eat. “Ill have some fuckin' French toast,” he says. The mother is outraged at his language, hits him, and sends him upstairs. She asks the middle child what he wants. “Well, I guess that leaves more fuckin' French toast for me,” he says. She is livid, smacks him, and sends him away. Finally she asks the youngest son what he wants for breakfast. “I don't know,” he says meekly, “but I definitely don't want the fuckin' French toast.”
My grandfather always said, “Don't watch your money; watch your health.” So one day while I was watching my health, someone stole my money. It was my grandfather. (Jackie Mason)
Last night I went to a 24-hour grocery. When I got there, the guy was locking the front door. I said, “Hey, the sign says you’re open 24 hours.” He goes: “Not in a row!” (Steven Wright)
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Hey, you're in my home town! Wave toward South Hills and my sister will ask, "Who the hell is that?"
I enjoyed those jokes! Have a nice visit to Piyysburgh.
Have a great trip, Mike!
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