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KIDS
HUMOR 4
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There
are three ways to get something done; Do it yourself,
employ
someone or forbid your children to do it. (Monta Crane)
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DOORBELL
A priest was
walking down the
street when he saw a little boy jumping up and down to try to reach a
doorbell.
So the priest
walked over
and pressed the button for the youngster.
"And now what, my little
man?"
he asked.
"Now." said
the boy, "run
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FISHING
LICENSE
A couple of
young fellers were
fishing at their special pond off the beaten track when out of the
bush's
jumped the Game Warden!! Immediately,
one of the
boys threw his rod down and started running through the woods like a
bat
out of hell, and hot on his heels came the Game Warden...
After about a
half mile
the fella stopped and stooped over with his hands on his thigh's to
catch
his breath and the Game Warden finally caught up to him...
"Lets see your
fishing license,
Boy !!" the Warden gasped...
With that, the
fella pulled
out his wallet and gave the Game Warden a valid fishing license.
"Well, son ",
said the
Game Warden, "You must be about as
dumb as a box of rocks!! You
don't have to run from me if you have a valid license!!"
" Yes Sir",
replied the
young feller, "But my friend back
there, well, he don't have
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HOME
EARLY
Mother: "Why
are you home from
school so early?"
Son: "I was
the only one
who could answer a question."
Mother: "Oh,
really? What
was the question?
Son: "Who
threw the eraser
at the principal?"
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FROM
REAL LIFE
In the
Tower of London Museum, where the exhibits, are in chronological order,
visitors heard the following announcement over the public-address
system.
"Excuse me, ladies and
gentlemen, but we have a little American boy -
lost
in the 18 th century." |
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HATING
Two little
boys were playing
together when a cute, curly-haired girl walked by.
"You know
something? When
I stop hating girls, I think I'll stop hating that one first!"
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CHRISTMAS
GIFT
Little
six-year-old Harry was
asked by his school teacher:
"And,
Harry,
what are you
going to give your darling little brother for Christmas this year?"
"I
don't
know," said Harry; "I gave him
the measles
last year." |
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