• Pardon ?

    Once upon a time there was a Prince who, through no fault of his own, was cast under a spell by an evil witch. The curse was that the Prince could speak only one word each year. However, he could save up the words so that if he did not speak for a whole year, then the following year he was allowed to speak two words. (This was before the time of letter writing or sign language)
    One day he met a beautiful princess (ruby lips, golden hair, sapphire eyes,) and fell madly in love. With the greatest difficulty he decided to refrain from speaking for two whole years so that he could look at her and say, "My darling".
    But at the end of the two years he wished to tell her that he loved her. Because of this he waited three more years without speaking (bringing the total number of silent years to 5).
    But at the end of these five years he realized that he had to ask her to marry him. So he waited ANOTHER four years without speaking.
    Finally, as the ninth year of silence ended, his joy knew no bounds. Leading the lovely princess to the most secluded and romantic place in that beautiful royal garden the prince heaped a hundred red roses on her lap, knelt before her, and taking her hand in his, said huskily, "My darling, I love you. Will you marry me?"
    And the princess tucked a strand of golden hair behind a dainty ear, opened her sapphire eyes wide in wonder, and parting her ruby lips, said, "Pardon?"
  • Extramarital affair !

    It got crowded in heaven, so, for one day it was decided only to accept people who had really had a bad day on the day they died.
    St. Peter was standing at the pearly gates and said to the first man, "Tell me about the day you died."
    The man said, "Oh, it was awful. I was sure my wife was having an affair, so I came home early to catch her with him. I searched all over the apartment but couldn`t find him anywhere. So I went out onto the balcony, we live on the 25th floor, and found this man hanging over the edge by his fingertips. I went inside, got a hammer, and started hitting his hands. He fell, but landed in some bushes. So, I got the refrigerator and pushed it over the balcony and it crushed him. The strain of the act gave me a heart attack, and I died."
    St. Peter couldn`t deny that this was a pretty bad day, and since it was a crime of passion, he let the man in.
    He then asked the next man in line about the day he died.
    "Well, sir, it was awful," said the second man. "I was doing aerobics on the balcony of my 26th floor apartment when I twisted my ankle and slipped over the edge. I managed to grab the balcony of the apartment below, but some maniac came out and started pounding on my fingers with a hammer. Luckily I landed in some bushes. But, then the guy dropped a refrigerator on me!"
    St. Peter chuckled, let him into heaven and decided he could really start to enjoy this job. "Tell me about the day you died?", he said to the third man in line.
    "OK, picture this, I`m naked, hiding inside a refrigerator...."
  • Writer`s hell !

    A writer died and St. Peter offered him the option of going to hell or to heaven. To help decide, he asked for a tour of each destination. St. Peter agreed and decided to take him to hell first. As he descended into the fiery pits, the writer saw row upon row of writers, chained to their desks in a steaming sweatshop. As they worked, they were repeatedly whipped with thorny lashes by demons. "Oh, my," the writer said, "let me see heaven."
    A few moments later, as they ascended into heaven, the writer saw row upon row of writers, chained to their desks in a steaming sweatshop. As they worked, they, too, were whipped with thorny lashes by demons.
    "Hey," the writer said, "this is just as bad as hell."
    "Oh, no it`s not," St Peter replied, "here your work gets published!"
  • The River

    A preacher was completing a temperance sermon. With great expression he said, "If I had all the beer in the world, I`d take it and throw it into the river".
    With even greater emphasis he said, "And if I had all the wine in the world, I`d take it and throw it into the river."
    And then finally, he said, "And if I had all the whiskey in the world, I`d take it and throw it into the river."
    He sat down. The song leader then stood very cautiously and announced with a smile, "For our closing song, let us sing Hymn 365, `Shall We Gather at the River.`