Q: Why did the money cross the road?
A: To get to the bar on the other side.
Money walks into a bar and the bartender says, "Wow! You can have anything you want."
And money says, "I'll have happiness, please."
"Uh-er-uh--sorry," says the bartender, "you can have almost anything you want."
"Thanks," says money as it walks out.
Q: Why did the rich man cross the road?
A: He was following the money.
A rich man walks into a bar and the bartender says, "What will it be?"
The rich man says, "Nothing thanks. Have you seen my money? We were together and somehow we parted."
"Are you a fool?" asks the bartender.
"Yes," says the rich man, "but that won't matter once I get elected."
"I used to own a big house, a Mercedes Benz, and had a fortune in the bank, but I gave it all up," said a man on a park bench.
"Why? You weren't happy?" asked a passerby.
"No," said the man, "I owe taxes and the government seized everything."
"Knock. Knock."
"Who's there?"
"Money."
"Money who?"
"I lied. It's Death and that's it for this blog."
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