Just punchlines

Isn’t that a big word for an 8 year old?

Go get thy mother.

You are to go straight from the sub, Lime, to the Reed oculist.

A fsh.

Voice from heaven: St. Francis of Assisi or St. Francis Xavier?

C, eh? N, eh? D, eh?

G… 20. N… 6. O…14.

The next day the headline read “ARTIE CHOKES TWO FOR A DOLLAR AT SAFEWAY”.

Beats the hell out of a bacon sandwich doesn’t it?

Timing!

Mom…

It’s the cobblestones.

:o Uh… hi, daddy…

You’ll never believe who I’ve been sleeping with…

Rudolph the Red knows rain, dear!

Silly rabbi. Kicks are for Trids!

gasp :o - I’m terribly sorry Your Holiness, I just didn’t know you were Polish…

I’ll start over.

There…

were…

these…

two…

Pollacks…

and…

Omigod! A talking potato!

No, just visiting.

Apparently, it stands to reason.