My husband was telling me a joke while my 7 year old son 
listened.  In the joke is a line about a barber being told *not* to
put hair tonic on the customer because the customer's wife 
would think he'd been to a whorehouse.  Another customer 
tells a second barber to go ahead and splash it on -- his wife
doesn't know what the inside of a whorehouse smells like.  
My son turns to me and says, "Do *you* know what it smells
like, Mommy?"

Dog for sale: eats anything and is fond of children.

Vacation Special: have your home exterminated.

If you think you've seen everything in Paris, visit the Pere Lachasis 
Cemetery. It boasts such immortals as Moliere, Jean de la Fontain, and 
Chopin.

Mt. Kilimanjaro, the breathtaking backdrop for the Serena Lodge. Swim in 
the lovely pool while you drink it all in.

For many years I worked as a police dispatcher. Well, one 
day I got a call from a lady, very upset because a man was 
driving around a Walmart parking lot exposing himself. 
Well, I was very professional and took all the information 
and was starting to hang up when she added how upset she 
was by the whole thing and "besides, if they want to take 
those little things out and play with them, they ought to 
stay home." Needless to say I lost it at that point, 
sputtering out "Yes m'am" and hung up the phone.  

Sent by Laura