I told a joke about alternative medicine
And it only raised a
smirk
That’s the problem
with Homeopathic humour
It doesn’t really work
I told a joke about alternative medicine
And it only raised a
smirk
That’s the problem
with Homeopathic humour
It doesn’t really work
My wife and I walked passed,
A very posh restaurant
last night.
"Did you smell
that food, it smelt incredible?"
She said and she was
quite right
Being something of a
thoughtful man
I mused as we
walked along the street
“Oh, what the hell she
deserves it”
So, I walked her
passed again as a treat
I’m not possessed of the work ethic
But I don’t mind going
there
However, the
eight-hour wait
To go home is a real
nightmare
A sign on the vending machine read
This machine takes all
your money
And gives nothing in
return
I thought not unlike
my ex-wife, Honey
When I was a bachelor, I lived by myself,
but people told me not to get left on the shelf
So, I made up my mind
and got me a wife
Too late I realised I
had surrendered my life
Are you wearing clean underwear?
That’s what my mum
asked me. I swear
Every time I left the
house to go out
Are you wearing clean
underwear? She’d shout
As I proceeded swiftly
with my fleeing
But her concern was
not for my well being
She was worried about
her embarrassment
If I were to suffer a
serious accident
And be undressed by
the nursing staff
Where my dirty pants
would raise a laugh
Conceived by savants
Designed by computers
Precision Built by
robots
And driven by
commuters