|Saturday, April 19, 2003||
A man is hired by the circus to perform a necessary but unpleasant task. He is asked to walk behind the elephants in the center ring, shoveling aside their droppings as they walk about.
After a rather difficult evening at work, he goes to the circus cafeteria, sits with other workers, and begins complaining about his work.
"It's just terrible work, walking behind those huge beasts and first dodging, then shoveling aside the dung they produce. My arms are tired, my shoes and pants are a mess, and I'll have to shower before I return home, because of the stink."
His friends at work agree: "Why don't you just quit this miserable job and find something more rewarding to do. You have to have some skills and talents that you can put to use somewhere else."
He looks at them,
stunned: "You know, you're probably right, but I just can't give
up the glamour of show business!"
A husband and wife are involved in a petty argument, both of them unwilling to admit they might be in error. "I'll admit I'm wrong," the wife tells her husband in a conciliatory attempt, "if you'll admit I'm right." He agrees and, like a gentleman, insists she go first.
"I'm wrong," she says.
With a twinkle in his eye, he promptly responds, "You're right!"
What it means
Five-year-old Becky answered the door when the census-taker came by. She told the census-taker that her daddy was a doctor and wasn't home, because he was performing an appendectomy.
"Wow," said the census-taker, "that sure is a big word for such a little girl. Do you know what it means?"
"Sure! Fifteen hundred bucks, and that doesn't even include the anesthesiologist!"
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