WEEK 328
"They tried to kill me with work at the office today," Terri told her husband. "Every time I turned around someone wanted me to..."


...fetch them a Kleenex! Wheezing, sneezing, boogeys flying everywhere!"

"So then," said Terri's husband, "you just danced around the office all day..."

"What? Danced? Why do you think I danced?"

"You boogeyed then, or danced to miss the boogeys that were flying..."

by Carolyn Ann Aish, Inglewood, New Zealand

...carrying fifty-pound barrels of syrup out to the trucks."

Terri's husband stared at her. "Fifty-pound barrels?"

"At least!"

"Something's not right here. Why do you tell me you're under a doctor's restriction of five pounds whenever I ask you to help in the garden?"

"What a silly question! I get paid to move fifty-pound barrels at work."

by Phillip Lynne, Knoxville, TN