Bancuri

I once knew the twenty-year-old daughter of a Hollywood film actress who kept getting depressed because she didn’t look as young as her mother.

He: “I wonder why women pay more attention to beauty than to brains.”
She: “Because no matter how stupid a man is, he is seldom blind.”

Teacher : “You missed school yesterday, didn’t you?”
Pupil: “Not a bit.”

Chemistry Teacher: “Can you give me the formula for water?”
Student: “H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-.” Chemistry Teacher: “Where did you get an idea like that?” Student: “You told us the other day it was H to O.”

Boss : “You should have been here at 8 O’clock.”
Steno : “Why, what happened?”

“Hey,” the tourist said to the mountaineer, “Your son just threw a rock at
me as I passed by.” “Did it hit you?” “No.” “Then it wasn’t my son.”

Two employers were talking. Said one: “I fear that young man I employed last week as a cashier is dishonest.” “Oh,” replied the other, “you shouldn’t judge by appearances.” “I’m not. I’m judging by disappearances!”

W hat made you marry Daddy, Mummy?”
“So you’re beginning to wonder, too!

An eager young man entered his prospective boss’s cabin for an interview,
Yes, sir,’ the young man replied promptly.

Husband to wife as they emerge from a long session with a marriage guidance
counsellor: ‘Darling, I love you.’ ‘There you go again,’ snapped his wife. ‘I...I...I...again.’