Saturday Silliness

The big trouble with seasickness? It comes in waves.

I once suffered from hypochondria. Placebos cured me.

My wife insists she isn't putting glue on my firearms. But I'm sticking to my guns.

From Groucho Marx: I was married by a judge. I should have asked for a jury.

I failed math class more times than I can count.

Russian dolls are just full of themselves.

Have you noticed that despite the high cost of living, it remains popular? 

I'll show myself out now...

A Joke by Yours Truly

I went to confession yesterday. Don't worry, this isn't going to be religious. I'm only setting up a joke. You're certainly not hearing my confession any way you slice it.

Okay, maybe it's a set up of two jokes. So now, the second.

Due to COVID protocols, chairs were set up six feet apart in the hallway leading to the confessional. When the confessional door opened, the person in the chair closest to the door left his chair to go in. The rest of then us moved up a seat. 

At one point I remarked out loud, "This is the slowest game of musical chairs I've ever played."

Ba-dum-bum, one in a row. I'm here til Tuesday, folks.