Thanks to Vivinfrance for today’s joke.
A teenage girl had been talking on the phone for about half an hour, and then she hung up.
“Wow!” said her father. “That was short. You usually talk for two hours. What happened?”
“Wrong number,” she replied.
Some more from the archive:
A man died and his wife phoned the newspaper to place an obituary.
She called the obituary department and said, “This is what I want to print: Bernie is dead.”
The man at the newspaper said, “But for $25 you are allowed to print six words.”
The woman answered, “OK. Then print: Bernie is dead. Toyota for sale.”
Navy regulations prohibit underwater promotion to the ministry.
Doing so would constitute insubordination.
If it ain’t broke, fix it ’til it is.
The Grim Reaper came for me last night, and I beat him off with a vacuum cleaner.
Talk about Dyson with death.
What noise does a grammatically correct owl make?