A Dead Duck
A woman brought a very limp duck into a veterinary surgeon’s office. As she laid her pet on the table, the vet shook his head and sadly said, “I’m sorry, your duck, Cuddles, has passed away.”

The distressed woman wailed, “Are you sure?” Continue reading →

A very elegant and fashionable lady wanted to go to attend a conference at a camp site in England. She wanted to enquire about camp ground facilities, and being quite proper, she wanted to ask about toilet facilities but she didn’t feel she could write the word “toilet” in her e-mail. It was beneath her. It was far too vulgar for her.

So she thought, “I’ll use an old fashioned term, bathroom commode.” So in her e-mail she asked, “does the camp ground have a bathroom commode?”

Then after writing that she thought, “I can’t write that. That is still too vulgar,” so she said, “I’ll just use the initials B.C.” (for bathroom commode)… so she wrote, “does the camp ground have a B.C.?”

Now, the camp ground owner in England received the e-mail, and sadly, he has not got a clue what she’s talking about. So he calls his staff in and asks if any of them know what she is referring to, and none of them has a clue what B.C. means either.

Well, after much discussion, they finally agree that B.C. refers to the local Baptist Church. So here comes the reply: Continue reading →