May 05, 2005
YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO REMAIN SILENT
Friends feel the need to share bad jokes with me. My friend Scott sends me a couple a week.
I mean, is this is the best he can do?
Ethel was a bit of a demon in her wheelchair, and loved to charge around the nursing home, taking corners on one wheel and getting up to maximum speed on the long corridors.
Because the poor woman was one sandwich short of a picnic, the other residents tolerated her and some of the males actually joined in.
One day Ethel was speeding up one corridor when a door opened and Kooky Clarence stepped out with his arm outstretched. "STOP!" he shouted in a firm voice, "Have you got a license for that thing?"Ethel fished around in her handbag and pulled out a Kit Kat wrapper and held it up to him. "OK" he said and away Ethel sped down the hall.
As she took the corner near the TV lounge on one wheel, Weird Harold popped out in front of her and shouted, "STOP! Have you proof of insurance?" Ethel dug into her handbag, pulled out a drink coaster and held it up to him. Harold nodded and said, "Carry on, ma'am."
As Ethel neared the final corridor before the front door, Crazy Craig stepped out in front of her, stark naked.
"Oh, Good grief," said Ethel, "not the breathalizer test again!"
Good lord.
Unfortunately That joke only served to remind me of this unfortunate breathalyzer-related incident: [Link] Posted by Jeff at May 5, 2005 08:04 AM
