1 English stuff

by

THE BLONDE MORTICIAN

A man who’d just died is delivered to a local mortuary wearing an expensive, expertly tailored black suit.

The female blonde mortician asks the deceased’s wife how she would like the body dressed. She points out that the man does look good in the black suit he is already wearing.

The widow, however, says that she always thought her husband looked his best in blue, and that she wants him in a blue suit. She gives the Blonde mortician a blank check and says, ’I don’t care what it costs, but please have my husband in a blue suit for the viewing.’

The woman returns the next day for the wake. To her delight, she finds her husband dressed in a gorgeous blue suit with a subtle chalk stripe; the suit fits him perfectly…

She says to the mortician, ’Whatever this cost, I’m very satisfied.. You did an excellent job and I’m very grateful. How much did you spend?’
To her astonishment, the blonde mortician presents her with the blank check.

’There’s no charge,’ she says.

’No, really, I must compensate you for the cost of that exquisite blue suit!’ she says.

’Honestly, ma’am,’ the blonde says, ’it cost nothing. You see, a deceased gentleman of about your husband’s size was brought in shortly after you left yesterday, and he was wearing an attractive blue suit. I asked his wife if she minded him going to his grave wearing a black suit instead, and she said it made no difference as long as he looked nice.’

’So I just switched the heads.’

(BET YOU DIDN’T SEE THAT COMING!!!)

A contribution from my friend Grady in NC

by

THE NEW CHEVY ¤¤¤

 

A sixteen year-old boy came home with a new Chevrolet Avalanche and his parents began to yell and scream, ’Where did you get that truck???!!!’ He calmly told them, ’I bought it today.’

’With what money?’ demanded his parents. They knew what a Chevrolet Avalanche cost.

’Well,’ said the boy, ’this one cost me just fifteen dollars.’ So the parents began to yell even louder ’Who would sell a truck like that for fifteen dollars?’ they said.

’It was the lady up the street,’ said the boy. ‘I don’t know her name – they just moved in. She saw me ride past on my bike and asked me if I wanted to buy a Chevrolet Avalanche for fifteen dollars.’

’Oh, my goodness!,’ moaned the mother, ’She must be a child abuser. Who knows what she will do next? John, you go right up there and see what’s going on.’ So the boy’s father walked up the street to the house where the lady lived and found her out in the yard calmly planting petunias!

He introduced himself as the father of the boy to whom she had sold a new Chevrolet Avalanche for fifteen dollars and demanded to know why she did it.

’Well,’ she said, ’I thought  my husband was on a business trip, but yesterday I learned from a friend he had actually run off to Hawaii with his mistress and really doesn’t intend to come back.’

’Then, this morning I got a phone call from my husband and he claimed he was stranded and needed cash, and asked me to sell his new Chevrolet Avalanche and send him all the money, – so I did.’

(Are women good or what?)

A nice contribution from Lawrence..U know