November 1998 Overnight Lite Discarded Jokes
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"What's this?" the butcher wondered as a dog walked in carrying a
basket. Inside was $10 and a note: "Three pounds of your best burger,
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"Sometimes in these little towns things get dropped between the cracks." Baconton, Georgia, City Attorney Tommy Coleman, explaining why officials forgot to hold November 4 elections
Vice-President Lyndon Johnson collared Russell Baker, then correspondent
for the New York Times, as he passed in a Senate hallway. "I've been looking
for you," he bellowed, and then embarked on a long monologue concerning his
importance within the Kennedy administration. As he talked he scribbled a note
and buzzed for his secretary. She took the note, left the room, then
reappeared, handing the note back to Johnson, who crumpled it up and threw it
away.
Later, Baker learned what Johnson had written on the note: "Who is
this I'm talking to?"
TO ERR IS HUMAN
TO MOO, BOVINE
My brother-in-law used to be a lumberjack, but decided he couldn't hack it.
It's a small world. Use your elbows.
My brother-in-law wanted to be a barber, but he couldn't cut it.
My brother-in-law tried to be a tailor, but decided he wasn't well suited for it.
"He's a watch dog."
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