A matter of choice
OUR man was
walking down a dark alley when suddenly a mugger jumped at him.
"Your money or your life," the mugger barked.
"You mean I
have a choice?" said our man. "Here take this..."
He pulled out his
wallet and gave it to the mugger.
this...usually this is secret money".
He removed his cap
and flipped it around and there! Some more money!
is my card. Feel free to contact me whenever you have a cash
crunch!" The mugger left confused and dazed.
"Such a nice
fellow!" sobbed our man. "He gave me a choice. At
home, I have no choice, my wife takes them both."
Kathy goes to her
local bank, walks into the managerís office, and says, "I
want a loan; I am going to divorce my husband."
"Oh, we donít
give loans for divorces," the manager says. "We offer
loans only for things like real estate, appliances, automobiles,
businesses, and home improvement."
"Stop right there. This definitely falls into the category
of ĎHome Improvement.í"
The census taker
knocked on Miss Gibsonís door. She answered all his questions
except one. She refused to tell him her age.
everybody tells their age to the census taker," the man
Mary Hill and Miss Patty Hill tell you their ages?"
Well, Iím the same age as they are," she snapped.
"As old as
the Hills," the man wrote on his form.
A defendant was
asked if he wanted a bench trial or a jury trial.
trial," the defendant replied.
understand the difference?" asked the judge.
replied the defendant. "Thatís where 12 ignorant people
decide my fate instead of one."
by Sunil Sharma