The Heffers Derriere Farrago....

                                           

What with the impromptu snowfall and minus temperatures, it was so icy last week that as I was filling the car up at the petrol station, I slipped over and no matter how hard I tried, I was unable to get back on my feet.  This woman sauntered over to me and exclaimed: “Oh dear!  Have you slipped on the ice?”  With all the dignity that I could muster, I curtly informed her: “No, I haven’t slipped on the ice.  I’m trying to break a bar of toffee in my back pocket….”

 

Barmy Albert sauntered into B & Q and asked the bloke in the orange apron: “I need to buy some nails.”  The bloke sez: “Do you want round-heads or oval-heads?”  Albert replied: “Round-heads.”  The bloke asked: “How long do you want them?”  Albert thought for a moment and sez: “I want to keep them….”  He was so confused that ended up at the checkout with a tube of ‘No More Nails’ and a hammer!

The times they are a-changing!  I overheard three boy scouts talking. First one sez, “They’re bringing back ‘Bob A Job’ Week.” The second scout replies, “What’s a bob?” The third one asks, “What’s a job?”

                                  

The boss wondered why Tommy Grabknuckle, one of his most valued employees was absent one day but had not phoned in sick. Needing to have an urgent problem with one of the main contractors resolved, he dialled Tommy’s home phone number and was greeted with a child’s whisper: “Hello.”  ”Is your daddy home?” he asked. “Yes.” whispered the small voice.  “May I talk with him?”  The child whispered: “Sorry, but no.” Surprised and wanting to talk with an adult, the boss asked: “Is your Mummy there?”  “Yes, she is.”  “May I speak with her?”  Yet again, the small voice whispered, “No.” Hoping there was somebody with whom he could leave a message, the boss asked, “Is anybody else there?”   “Yes.” whispered the child: “A policeman.”  Wondering what a copper would be doing at his employee’s home, the boss enquired: “May I speak with the policeman, then?”  “No, he’s really busy.”  whispered the child.  “Busy doing what?”   “He’s talking to Daddy and Mummy and the Fireman.” came the whispered answer.  Growing more worried and concerned, as he heard a loud noise in the background through the earpiece on the phone, the boss asked, “What is that loud noise?”   “A helicopter.” answered the whispering voice.  “What is going on there?” demanded the boss, now truly apprehensive. Again, whispering, the child answered: “The search team just landed a helicopter!” Alarmed and in a panic, apart from being totally frustrated the boss asked, “What are they searching for?”   Still whispering, the young voice replied with a muffled giggle…   “Me!”

That’s kids for you though, isn’t it! Non-Stick Nora’s five-year old grandkid walked into the kitchenette one Sunday morning while Nora was reading the paper. "Nana, where does poo come from?" she enquired. Feeling a little perturbed that her five-year old grandkid is already asking difficult questions, Nora thought for a moment and replied: "Well you know we just ate breakfast?" "Yes," answered the child. " Well, the food we eat goes into our tummies and our bodies break down the food with strong acid, then we take out all the good stuff, and then whatever is left over is disposed of when we go to the toilet and that is poo." The kid looked shocked and stared at nana Nora with watery eyes in a stunned silence, her bottom lip quivering, then she asked: "And Tigger?"

This bloke staggered into Tameside Hospital Accident and Emergency Dept with a concussion, multiple bruises, two black eyes, and a five iron wrapped tightly around his throat.  Naturally, the Doctor asked him, "What happened to you?"   "Well, I was having a quiet round of golf with the missus, when at a difficult hole, we both sliced our balls into a cow pasture. We went to look for them and while I was looking round I noticed one of the cows had something white at its rear end." "I walked over, lifted its tail, and sure enough, there was a golf ball with my wife’s monogram on it – stuck right in the middle of the heffers derrriere."  Still holding the cow’s tail up, I shouted to my wife, "Hey, this looks like yours!"    "I don’t remember much after that…"

Still on the subject of kids, a teacher observed a boy entering the classroom with dirty hands. She stopped him and said, "Kevin, please wash your hands. My goodness, what would you say if I came into the room with hands like that?" With a smile the boy replied: "I think I’d be too polite to mention it."

 

 You’ll always miss 100% of the shots you fail to take, and statistically speaking, 99% of the shots you do take. On that basis, is a leading authority anyone who has guessed right more than once? So where does this leave Kier Starmer? If he listened to himself more often, he would talk less.

 

There comes a time in life when you walk away from all the drama and people who create it. You surround yourself with people who make you laugh, forget the bad and focus on the good.  So love the people who treat you right, pray for the ones who don't. Life is too short to be anything but happy. Falling down is a part of life, getting back up is living. Visit my website for more jocular gubbins.  Just click on www.ComedianUK.com and scroll to my hilarious Jokey-Bloggington.  Now, get back to work!