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So every day the husband would get home at 5 o'clock, and every day they would go to bed at 5:15. In the door at 5, in the sack at 5:15. This went on for months, never missing a day until the wife came down with the flu and went to the doctor to get a flu shot.
The shot killed all the germs inside her except for three, and these three germs were huddled together inside her body talking over their survival plans.
One germ said, "I'm going to hide between two toes on her left foot, I don't think the antibiotics will find me there."
A second exclaimed, "I am going to hide behind her right ear, I don't think they'll find me there."
The last germ said, "I don't know about you guys, but when that 5:15 pulls out tonight, I'm gonna be on it!"
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'What's the eight cents for?' asks the blonde. 'It says one dollar right here on the packaging.'
'Tax,' replies the clerk.
'Gee,' says the blonde, 'I thought you just rolled them on and they stayed put!'
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It's hard to be on Jenny Craig when you've got Liz Clairborne on your face!
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A week later his grandma wrote a letter saying, that she didn't like his haircut, because it made his nose look too big.
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