Can a foxtrot?
No, but a tin can.
Einstein dies and goes to heaven
He is informed upon arrival that his room is not yet ready.
“I hope you will not mind waiting in a dormitory. We are very sorry, but it is the best we can do and you will have to share the room with others,” the doorman, Clyde, tells him. Einstein says that is perfectly fine and there isn’t any need for a big fuss. So, Clyde leads him to the dorm where Einstein is introduced to the current residents.
“Well, here is your first roommate, he has an IQ of 180!”
“Why that’s splendid!” exclaims Einstein, “we can discuss literature!”
“And here is you second roommate, she has an IQ of 150!”
“What fun!” exclaims Einstein, “we can discuss mathematics!”
“Meet your third roommate, his IQ is 100!”
“Jolly good!” exclaims Einstein, “we can discuss the latest plays showing at the theatre!”
Just then another gentleman comes up to greet Einstein and shake his hand, “I’m your last roommate, and I wanted to apologize in advance, my IQ is only 80.”
Einstein smiles back at him and inquires, “So, where do you think interest rates are headed?”
Penguin books seem to only publish extremist literature…
For them, everything is just black and white.
After my cat lost his tail, I took him to Walmart…
They’re the biggest retailer I know.
Mike and Pete are reading headstones at a nearby cemetery.
Mike says," Crikey! There’s a bloke here who was 152!"
Pete says, “What’s his name?”
Mike replies, “Miles, from London.”
