An old fellow was celebrating 92 years on this Earth.
When he woke up, he looked down at his feet and spoke to his toes. “Hello, toes!” he said, “How are you, toes? You know, you are 92 today. Oh, the times we’ve had! Remember we walked in the park every summer Sunday? The times we waltzed on the dance floor? Happy Birthday, toes!”
“Hello, knees,” he continued. “How are you, knees? You know you’re 92 today. Oh, the times we’ve had! Remember when we marched in the parade? Oh the hurdles we’ve jumped together. Happy Birthday knees!”
Then, he looked down at his crotch. “Hello Willie! You little bugger, if you were alive today, you’d be 92.”
A minister was talking to a children’s Sunday school class about the Old Testament story of the children who mocked Elisha on his journey to Bethel.
For once, he had everyone’s attention, as he described how the youngsters taunted the poor old prophet and how they were punished – Two she-bears came out of the wild and ate 42 of them.
“And now, children,” said the pastor, wondering whether he had gotten his point across, “Who can tell me what we really learn from this story?”
A little girl in the front raised her hand and said, “We learned that one she-bear can eat 21 children all at once.”
A four year old was at the pediatrician for a check up. As the doctor looked down her ears with an otoscope, he asked, “Do you think I’ll find Big Bird in here?”
The little girl stayed silent.
Next, the doctor took a tongue depressor and looked down her throat. He asked, “Do you think I’ll find the Cookie Monster down there?”
Again, the little girl was silent.
Then the doctor put a stethoscope to her chest. As he listened to her heart beat, he asked, “Do you think I’ll hear Barney in there?”
Feeling bad for the doctor, who was really trying, the girl said politely, “Oh no, Jesus is in my heart, but Barney’s on my underpants!”