Saturday’s smiles

Knock, knock.

Who’s there?


To who?

No, to whom.


What did the DNA say to the other DNA?

“Do these genes make me look fat?”


A Roman walked into a bar and asked for a martinus.

“You mean martini?” the bartender asked.

The Roman replied, “If I wanted a double, I would have asked for it!”


Another  Roman walked into the bar, held up two fingers, and said, “Five beers, please.”


It’s hard to explain puns to kleptomaniacs because they always take things literally


A Buddhist monk approached a food-truck and says “make me a burger with everything.”

He paid with a $20 bill, which the vendor took, put in her cash box, and closed the lid.

“Where’s my change?” the monk asked.

The vendor replied, “change comes from within.”

One Response to Saturday’s smiles

  1. Paul Scott says:

    took me some time to get the Roman asking for five beers. quinque placet beers. Did Romans drink beer ?

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