At Eighty-two, I Feel Like A Twenty-year-old,

One Of Those Christmas Songs Says, "you Better Not Shout, You Better Not Cry, You Better Not Pout." How's My Wife Going To Get Along?

It's Always Consoling To Know That Today's Christmas Gifts Are Tomorrow's Garage Sales.

I Really Doubt Whether Evolution Ever Works, How Then Come Mothers Have Only Two Hands

My Brother Applied For Work, But Was Told By The Company That It Had More Employees Than It Needed. My Brother Said, "don't Worry. The Little Bit Of Work I Do Won't Be Noticed !!!"

I Bought An Ideal Gift For My Mother-in-law - A Battery-operated Mouth.