![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
"I'm gonna go back to that field of carrots," says one.
"I'm gonna go back to those cute little rabbits," says the second.
"I'm going back to the lab," says the third. "I'm dying for a cigarette."
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
"Tell me the bad news" says the man.
"Well," says the doctor, "the bad news is that we are going to half to cut both your legs off."
"Oh my God," cries the man, "what the hell is the good news?"
"The good news is," replies the doctor, "see that man over there? He wants to buy your shoes."
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
The old man, naturally, gets all nervous and asks, "What is it, Doc? Don't hold back -- just give it to me straight."
"Well," says the doctor, "you have cancer and you have Alzheimers."
The man replies, "Wow. Well, at least I don't have cancer."
Page 53 of 73 «« Previous | Next »»
