Joke 939

18 Oct
Conductor illustration

Conductor illustration (Photo credit:

A conductor tells a little joke:


Q: How do you know when there’s a harmonica player at the door?
A: He doesn’t have the key, he just comes in whenever he feels like it.


And the harmonica player returns the favour:


Q: Why are conductors’ hearts so coveted for transplants?
A: They’ve had so little use.


Q: What does a good conductor weigh?
A: 28 ounces, not counting the urn.


Q: What’s black and brown and looks good on a conductor?
A: A Doberman.


Q: A conductor and a violist are standing in the middle of the road. Which one do you run over first, and why?
A: The conductor. Business before pleasure. 




11 Responses to “Joke 939”

  1. Terry October 18, 2013 at 04:03 #

    cute ones!!!


  2. siggiofmaine October 18, 2013 at 04:36 #

    SIGH…but I WILL retell them for sure !


  3. slpmartin October 18, 2013 at 06:59 #

    My friends who are musicians will enjoy these.


  4. October 18, 2013 at 08:34 #

    Why are conductors so abhorred? I’ve worked under some wonderful ones.


  5. Grannymar October 18, 2013 at 19:34 #

    I met a few conductors in my young life, they all worked on the buses!


  6. SchmidleysScribbling October 18, 2013 at 20:54 #

    Cruelty on the run.


All comments are welcome, though compliments may result in you having your Malteser privileges revoked

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

Nicola Hulme Author

Exploring creative writing and learning every day

Worldly Winds

It's not easy being me!

Vivinfrance's Blog

mainly poetry, also quilts, pictures, life-writing and the occasional short story.


Where is the heart of Stockport?

Grains of Sand

notices and reflections in ministry

The Cvillean

The adventures of little read writing Hood

%d bloggers like this: