A milkman who is dying in the hospital is surrounded by his two sons, daughter, and his wife and nurse.
Says to his eldest son: “To you, Peter, I leave the Beverly terrace.”
“To you, my dear daughter, I leave the apartments in the High Street Plaza.”
“To you, Charlie, being my youngest son with a large future, I leave the City Centre offices.”
“And you, my dear wife, the three residential buildings towers in downtown.”
The nurse, impressed, tells his wife: “Madam, your husband is very rich. He is bequeathing many properties! You all are so lucky!!”
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And the wife retorts: “Rich? Lucky?? Are you kidding??!! Those are his routes where he delivers milk!”
Some Texans are mingling at the bar when an Oxford graduate walks in.
Some Texans are mingling at the bar when an Oxford graduate walks in.
“Howdy, stranger,” one Texan says. “Where are you from?”
The Oxford graduate answers, “I come from a place where we do not end our sentences in prepositions.”
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“Oh, I’m sorry,” replies the Texan. “Where are you from,juckass?”
