Some nice jokes
A father often read Bible stories to his young children.
One day he read, "The man named Lot was warned to take his wife and flee out of the city, but his wife looked back and was turned to salt."
His son asked, "What happened to the flea?"
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Venice from a man's point of view
A young lady who had returned from a tour through Italy with her father informed a friend that he liked all the Italian cities, but most of all he loved Venice.
"Ah, Venice, to be sure!" said the friend.
"I can readily understand that your father would like Venice with its gondolas, and St. Markses and Michelangelos."
"Oh, no,' the young lady interrupted, "it wasn't that.He liked itbecause he could sit in the hotel and fish from the window."
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No Nose
A few years ago a gentleman who had lost his nose was invited out to tea.
"My dear," said the old lady of the house to her little daughter, "I want you to be very particular and make no remarks about Mr. Jenkins' nose.
Gathered around the table, everything was going well;
the child peeped about, looking rather puzzled, and at last startled the table:
"Ma, why did you tell me to say nothing about Mr. Jenknis' nose?
He doesn't have one!"
One day he read, "The man named Lot was warned to take his wife and flee out of the city, but his wife looked back and was turned to salt."
His son asked, "What happened to the flea?"
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Venice from a man's point of view
A young lady who had returned from a tour through Italy with her father informed a friend that he liked all the Italian cities, but most of all he loved Venice.
"Ah, Venice, to be sure!" said the friend.
"I can readily understand that your father would like Venice with its gondolas, and St. Markses and Michelangelos."
"Oh, no,' the young lady interrupted, "it wasn't that.He liked itbecause he could sit in the hotel and fish from the window."
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No Nose
A few years ago a gentleman who had lost his nose was invited out to tea.
"My dear," said the old lady of the house to her little daughter, "I want you to be very particular and make no remarks about Mr. Jenkins' nose.
Gathered around the table, everything was going well;
the child peeped about, looking rather puzzled, and at last startled the table:
"Ma, why did you tell me to say nothing about Mr. Jenknis' nose?
He doesn't have one!"

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