Encyclopedia of Humor

Here is a story about a famous food critic’s recent visit to Europe last summer. He had a delightful time sampling the cuisine in Italy, France and Germany, but he made the mistake of stopping off in London on the way home.Needless to say, he found English food bland and overcooked. However, one day he had a great meal of fish & chips at a London pub. He asked the manager of the pub if he could have the recipe for the fish and chips.

The manager confessed that he bought his fish and chips from a nearby monastery, and so our critic would have to get the recipe from one of the brothers.

So he quickly ran down the street to the monastery and knocked on the door. When one of the brothers came to the door, he asked him if he were the “Fish Friar.” The brother repiled, “Nope, I’m the Chip Monk!”

A man saw an elderly couple sitting down to lunch at a fast-food restaurant. He noticed that they had ordered just one meal, and as he watched, the older gentleman carefully divided the hamburger in half, then counted out the fries until each had half of them. The old man then began to eat, and his wife sat watching, with her hands folded in her lap.The young man decided to ask if they would let him buy another meal for them so that they didn’t have to split theirs.

The old gentleman said, “Oh, no. We’ve been married 50 years, and everything has always been and will always be shared 50-50.”

The young man asked the wife if she was going to eat, to which she replied, “Not yet. It’s his turn to use our teeth.”

Most of us understand that our self worth and feelings of achievement change as we go through life. While everyone has different aspirations, it appears we all have some common benchmarks for what success is. Really it all depends on your age. Consider the following:At age 4, success is not peeing your pants At age 16, success is “gettin’ a little” At age 25, success is graduation and a wedding

At age 35, success is about career and family

At age 55, success is about graduations and weddings At age 65, success is “gettin’ a little” At age 80, success is not peeing your pants!

A hip young man goes out and buys the best car available: a 2005 Bugatti Veyron 16.4. It is the best and most expensive car in the world, and it sets him back $1.24M. He takes it out for a spin and, while doing so, stopsfor a red light. An old man on a moped (both looking about 90 years old) pulls up next to him. The old man looks over the sleek, shiny surface of the car and asks, “What kind of car ya’ got there, sonny?”

The young man replies “A 2005 Bugatti Veyron 16.4. It cost $1.24M.

“That’s a lot of money” says the old man, shocked. “Why does it cost so much?

“Because this car can do up to 320 miles an hour!” states the cool dude proudly.

The moped driver asks, “Can I take a look inside? “Sure,” replies the owner.

So, the old man pokes his head in the window and looks around. Leaning back on his moped, the old man says “That’s a pretty nice car, all right!”

Just then, the light changes, so the guy decides to show the old man what his car can do. He floors it, and within 30 seconds the speedometer reads 320 MPH.

Suddenly, he notices a dot in his rear view mirror. It seems to be getting closer! He slows down to see what it could be and suddenly, whhhoossh! Something whips by him, going much faster!

“What on earth could be going faster than my

16.4?” the young man asks himself.

Then, ahead of him, he sees a dot coming toward him. Whoooooosh! It goes by again, heading the opposite direction! And, it almost looked like the old man on the moped! “Couldn’t e,” thinks the guy. “How could a moped outrun a Bugatti?”

Again, he sees a dot in his rear view mirror! Whooooosh

Ka-BbblaMMM! It plows into the back of his car, demolishing the rear end. The young man jumps out, and good grief, it is the old man!!! Of course the moped and the old man are hurting for certain. He runs up to the dying old man and says, “You’re hurt bad! Is there anything I can do for you?”

The old man groans and replies “Yes. Unhook my suspenders from your side-view mirror!”

There was a teenage boy who worked in the produce section of the local market. A man came in and asked to buy half a head of lettuce. The boy said he would go ask his manager about the matter. So he walked into the back and said,”There’s some jerk out there that wants to buy only a half a head of lettuce.”

As he was finishing saying this he turned around to find the man standing right behind him, so he added,

“and this here gentleman wants to buy the other half…”

The manager Okayed the deal and the man went on his way. Later the manager called on the boy and said,

“You almost got yourself in a lot of trouble earlier, but I must say I was impressed with the way you got yourself out of it. You think on your feet and we like that around here. Where are you from son?”

The boy replied, “Canada, Sir.”

“Oh really? Why did you leave Canada?” asked the manager.

The boy replied, “They’re all just up-tight homely women and hockey players up there.”

“Really,” replied the manager, “My wife is from Canada!”

The boy replied, “No kidding! What team did she play for?”