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Mr. Smith was brought to Mercy Hospital (a Catholic hospital),
and taken quickly in for coronary surgery. The operation went
well and, as the groggy man regained consciousness, he was
reassured by a Sister of Mercy, who was waiting by his bed.
"Mr. Smith, you're going to be just fine," said the nun, gently
patting his hand. "We do need to know, however, how you intend to
pay for your stay here. Are you covered by insurance?"
"No, I'm not," the man whispered hoarsely.
"Then can you pay in cash?" persisted the nun.
"I'm afraid I cannot, Sister."
"Well, do you have any close relatives?" the nun questioned
sternly.
"Just my sister in New Mexico," he volunteered. "But she's a
humble spinster nun."
"Oh, I must correct you, Mr. Smith. Nuns are not spinsters -
they are married to God."
"Wonderful," said Mr. Smith. "In that case, please send
the bill to my brother-in-law."
Send this joke to a friend 1 The new metro cop pulled a speeder who was zipping down Maple Avenue.
"Can I see your license and registration, bub?", the cop inquired.
"But officer," the fellow started, "I can explain..."
"Shut yer trap, bub!" snapped the officer. "You're going downtown
and sit a while till the sarge gets back."
"But, officer, I think you really should know..."
"And I said to shut yer trap! You're going to jail!"
A few hours later the cop looked in on his prisoner and said,
"Lucky for you that the sarge is at his daughter's wedding.
He'll be in a good mood when he gets back."
"Don't count on it," shot back the sap in the cell. "I'm the groom."
Send this joke to a friend 2 Two blondes were walking through the woods and they
came to some tracks.
The first blonde said "These look like deer tracks."
The other said, "No, they look like moose tracks."
They argued and argued and were still arguing when
the train hit them.
Send this joke to a friend 3 What did the lawyer name his daughter?
Sue.
Send this joke to a friend 4 A tourist wanders into a back-alley antique shop in San
Francisco's Chinatown. Picking through the objects on display he
discovers a detailed bronze sculpture of a rat. The sculpture is
so interesting and unique that he picks it up and asks the shop
owner the price.
"Twelve dollars for the rat, sir," says the shop owner, "and an
extra thousand for the story behind it."
"At that price, you can keep the story, old man," he replies,
"but I'll take the bronze rat."
The transaction complete, the tourist leaves the store with the
bronze rat under his arm. As he crosses the street in front of
the store, two live rats emerge from a sewer drain and fall into
step behind him.
Nervously looking over his shoulder, he begins to walk faster,
but every time he passes another sewer, more rats come out and
follow him. By the time he's walked two blocks, at least a
hundred rats are at his heels, and people begin to point and
shout. He walks even faster, and soon breaks into a trot as
multitudes of rats swarm from sewers, basements, vacant lots, and
abandoned cars... following him.
Rats by the thousands are at his heels, and as he sees the
waterfront at the bottom of the hill he panics and starts to run
full tilt.
No matter how fast he runs, the rats keep up, squealing
hideously now not just thousands but millions, so that by the
time he comes racing to the water's edge a trail of rats twelve
blocks long is behind him.
Making a mighty leap, he jumps up onto a lamp post, grasping it
with one arm, while he hurls the bronze rat into San Francisco
Bay as far as he can throw it.
Pulling his legs up and clinging to the post, he watches in
amazement as the seething tide of rats surges over the breakwater
into the sea, where they drown.
Shaken and mumbling, he makes his way back to the antique shop.
"Ah sir, you've come back for the story," says the owner.
"No," says the tourist, "I was just hoping you had a bronze
sculpture of a lawyer "
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