I Toyed With The Idea Of Playing

My Mother-in-law Has So Many Wrinkles, When She Smiles She Looks Like A Venetian Blind.

I Toyed With The Idea Of Playing Ravel's 'pavane Pour Une Infante Defunte' But I Couldn't Remember If It's A Tune Or Latin Prescription For Piles.

I Was Sat At The Bottom Of The Garden A Week Ago, Smoking A Reflective Cheroot, Thinking About This And That - Mostly That, And I Just Happened To Glance At The Night Sky And I Marvelled At The Millions Of Stars Glistening Like Pieces Of Quicksilver Thrown Carelessly Onto Black Velvet. In Awe I Watched The Waxen Moon Ride Across The Zenith Of The Heavens Like An Amber Chariot Towards The Void Of Infinite Space Wherein The Tethered Bolts Of Jupiter And Mars Hang Forever In Their Orbital Majesty; And As I Looked At All This, I Thought, 'i Must Put A Roof On This Lavatory.

Last Year My Wife Ran Off With The Fellow Next Door And I Must Admit, I Still Miss Him.

How Can You Analyse What Is Funny? What's Funny To One Isn't Funny To Another... What's Funny To You Is A Personal Thing.