First Feel Good Friday of the year and I decided to bombard you with this amusing collection. I honestly cannot remember (old age is setting in here) where they came from, so thank you to all of you who sent the following and made me start the year with a giggle:
A vicar goes to the dentist for a set of false teeth. The first Sunday
after he gets his new teeth, he talks for only eight minutes. The second Sunday, he talks for only ten minutes. The following Sunday, he talks for two hours and forty-eight minutes.
The congregation, fed up by now, mob him, get him down from the pulpit and ask what happened.
The vicar explains the first Sunday his gums hurt so badly he couldn’t talk for more than eight minutes. The second Sunday his gums hurt too much to talk for more than ten minutes. But, the…
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