Mommy & Uncle Paul
‘Hi, honey. This is Daddy. Is Mommy near the phone?’
‘No, Daddy. She’s upstairs in the bedroom with Uncle Paul.’
After a brief pause, Daddy says, ‘But honey, you haven’t got an Uncle Paul.’
‘Oh, yes I do, and he’s upstairs in the room with Mommy, right now.’
‘Uh, okay then, this is what I want you to do. Put the phone down on the table, run upstairs, knock on the bedroom door and shout to Mommy that Daddy’s car just pulled into the driveway.’
‘Okay, Daddy, just a minute.’
A few minutes later the little girl comes back to the phone.
‘I did it, Daddy.’
‘And what happened, honey?’
‘Well, Mommy got all scared, jumped out of bed with no clothes on and ran around screaming. Then, she tripped over the rug, hit her head on the dresser and now she isn’t moving at all!’
‘Oh, my God!!! What about your Uncle Paul?’
‘He jumped out of the bed with no clothes on, too. He was all scared and he jumped out of the back window and into the swimming pool. But I guess he didn’t know that you took out the water last week to clean it. He hit the bottom of the pool and I think he’s dead.’
Even Longer Pause
Then Daddy says, ‘Swimming pool? …………
Is this 486-5731?’
No, I think you have the wrong number …
6-year-old Jimmy, a precocious kid, always told everyone he wanted to be a doctor when he grew up.
One day as Jimmy was running through his house playing, he ran into the corner of a table and hurt his eye.
Being a little kid, Jimmy cried for a while but also kept saying, “Oh no, now I can never be a doctor when I grow up.”
Jimmy’s mom trying to reassure him told Jimmy that he could still be a doctor but Jimmy kept insisting that he couldn’t.
Finally she asked, “Why can’t you be a doctor, Jimmy?”
Holding one hand over his injured eye, Jimmy said, “Because now I will have to be a pirate!”
The doctor explained to Jenkins that he had a serious ailment for which an operation was absolutely imperative.
The patient turned pale and asked, “Isn’t it very dangerous? “
“Yes,” the doctor replied. “Five out of six who undergo this operation die, but as for you, you have nothing to worry about. “
“Why not?” eagerly inquired the patient.
“Well, you’re sure to recover, because my last five patients died,” the doctor reassured him.
Two men were sitting at the Club, and one said, Say, how is that gorgeous secretary of yours? Oh, I had to fire her. Fire her! How come?? Well, it all started a week ago last Thursday, on my 49th birthday. I was never so depressed. What has that got to do with it?? Well, I came down for breakfast, and my wife never even mentioned my birthday. A few minutes later, the kids came downstairs, and I was sure they would wish me a Happy Birthday, but not one word.
As I say, I was most depressed, but when I arrived at the office, my secretary greeted me with a big Happy Birthday, and I was glad that someone had remembered. At noon, she suggested that it was a beautiful day, and that she would like to take me to lunch at a nice intimate little place in the country.
Well, it was nice, and we enjoyed our lunch and a couple of martinis. On the way back to the office, she said it was much too nice a day to go back to work, and suggested that we go to her apartment, where she would get me another martini.
That also appealed to me, and after a drink and a cigarette, she asked to be excused so that she could go into the bedroom and change into something more comfortable. A few minutes later, the bedroom door opened, and out came my secretary, my wife and two kids with a birthday cake, singing Happy Birthday, and there I sat, wearing nothing but my socks.