LAUGHTER IS GOOD FOR THE SOUL
A mountaineer on his first visit to a city was fascinated by the asphalt streets. Scraping his feet on the hard surface, he remarked to his son, “Well, I can’t blame ‘em for building a town here. The ground’s too hard to plow anyhow.”
Boss: “What can you do, boy?”
Boy: “Anything, Sir.”
Boss: “Can you wheel a wheelbarrow full of smoke?”
Boy: “Certainly, sir, if you fill it up.”
Mike: “What a town! I went to six stores and still couldn’t find what I wanted.”
Ike: “What did you want?”
Mike: “Credit!”