Last Wisdom!

The wise old Mother Superior from County Tipperary was
dying. The nuns gathered around her bed trying to make her
comfortable. They gave her some warm milk to drink, but she
refused it. Then one nun took the glass back to the kitchen.
Remembering a bottle of Irish whiskey they had received as a
gift the previous Christmas, she opened and poured a
generous amount into the warm milk.

When she walked back to Mother Superior's bed, she held the
glass to her lips. Mother drank a little, then a little
more. Before they knew it, she had drunk the whole glass
down to the last drop. "Mother," the nuns asked with
earnest, "please give us some wisdom before you die."

She raised herself up in bed with a pious look on her face
and said, "Don't sell that cow."


Courtesy: ArcaMax Jokes.

Lexophiles will enjoy - Part 3

When a clock is hungry .  .  .  it goes back four seconds

The guy who fell onto an upholstery machine .  .  .  was fully recovered.

He had a photographic memory .  .  .  which was never developed.

Those who get too big for their britches will be .  .  .  exposed in the end.

When she saw her first strands of gray hair, .  .  .  she thought she'd dye.


If you don't pay your exorcist .  .  .  you can get repossessed.

With her marriage, she got a new name .  .  .  and a dress.

A bicycle can't stand alone; .  .  .  it is two tired.

In a democracy it's your vote that counts; in feudalism, . it's your Count that votes.

Courtesy: Martha Northrup

Enjoy The Humour And Satire

Energizer Bunny arrested - charged with battery.

A pessimist's blood type is always b-negative.

Shotgun wedding: A case of wife or death.

I used to work in a blanket factory, but it folded.

Marriage is the mourning after the knot before.

A hangover is the wrath of grapes.

Corduroy pillows are making headlines.

Sea captains don't like crew cuts.

Does the name Pavlov ring a bell?

A successful diet is the triumph of mind over platter.

Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.

A gossip is someone with a great sense of rumor.

Without geometry, life is pointless.

When you dream in color, it's a pigment of your imagination.

Reading whilst sunbathing makes you well-red.

When two egotists meet, it's an I for an I.

Courtesy: Lisa Fisch.