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Marriage & Wedding Humor Vol.9
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JOINT ACCOUNT
She had only been married a month, when her
friend called to see how
she
was getting on.
"We're getting on fine!"
exclaimed the young wife. "We have a
joint
account in the bank; it's such fun to pay bills by cheque."
"What do you mean by joint
account?" asked the caller. "Do
you put
in
equal sums?"
"Oh! I don't put in
anything," was the explanation. "My
husband puts it in,
and
I draw it out!" |
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After attending a dinner, husband and
wife were discussing
the food. Remembering the fruit dish, he said, "My favourite was the
amnesia."
"That's ambrosia," corrected his wife
"Oh, yeah," he replied. "I always forget the
name of that
dish. |
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HER SOFT ANSWER
They had had their usual altercation over
the breakfast table, and
hubby
exclaimed: "What would you do if I
were one of those husbands who get up cross
in
the morning, bang the things about, and kick because the coffee is
cold?"
"Why," replied his
wife, "I should make it hot for you!" |
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Bride: "Oh, dear! I
can't help wondering what
father
will say
when he gets our letter."
Groom: "It can't
make any difference to our
happiness,
darling—so long as he doesn't do it when we get back." |
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THE OBSTACLE
John:
"I proposed to that girl and would have
married her
if it
hadn't been for something she said."
Friend: "What did
she say?"
John: She said:
"No!" |
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IMPORTANT ARTICLE
"What are you cutting out of the paper John?"
"An article about a California man securing a divorce because his wife
went
through
his pockets."
"What are you going to do with it?"
"Put it in my pocket." |
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UNDERSTANDING
A woman missionary in China was taking tea with a mandarin's eight
wives.
The Chinese ladies examined her clothing, her hair, her teeth, and so
on,
but her feet especially amazed them.
"Why," cried one, "you can walk or run as well as a man!"
"Yes, to be sure," said the missionary.
"Can you ride a horse and swim, too?"
"Yes."
"Then you must be as strong as a man!"
"I am."
"And you wouldn't let a man beat you—not even if he was your
husband—would
you?"
"Indeed I wouldn't," the missionary said.
The mandarin's eight wives looked at one another, nodding their
heads.
Then the oldest said softly:
"Now I understand why the foreign devil never has more than one
wife.
He is afraid!" |
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