DON’T BLAME ME, BLAME MAD DAD

As the coffin was being lowered into the ground at a traffic warden's funeral a voice from inside screamed, "I'm not dead, let me out!"

The vicar smiled, leaned forward, sucking air through his teeth, and muttered, "Too late, pal, the paperwork's done."

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DON’T BLAME ME, BLAME MAD DAD — 4 Comments

  1. Please tell Mad Dad that I told some of his jokes at a dinner party last week and the laughs were very satisfying!
    esp. the one about the Pope and Grumpy. Right on! Mad Dad!
    nij

  2. A doctor was at a restaurant and the service was terrible. After a long wait he called to a nearby waiter who replied: Sorry, not my table.

    The next week that waiter was in an accident and found himself at the emergency room. As he lay in misery on a gurney, he spied the doctor who had been at his restaurant and got his attention.

    The doctor said: Sorry, not my table.