10 May 2009

Dog 'n' Doc

Man: Doctor, Doctor, you have to help me.

Doctor: Why sir, whatever is the matter?

Man: Well, for a while now I think I've been turning into a dog.

Doctor: I see. If you hop up onto the couch, I'll have a look then.

Man: No, I can't do that! I'm not allowed on the furniture.

4 comments:

Grandmère Mimi said...

Oh Petty, I like it. As I said, the sillier, the better.

Petty Witter said...

Grandmere, So glad you like my jokes- that makes a total of 3 of us. Hubby says you should stop commenting on them as it only encourages me. As if I need any encouragement! It is nice though.

Grandmère Mimi said...

So, Petty, who's the boss in the family? To whom should I pay attention? You, I think.

Petty Witter said...

Who's the boss? That all depends on who you are asking. As my nana always used to say it never did my grandad any harm to let him THINK he was in charge.

I love that our nephew, aged 16, still thinks I'm always right. Whenever Hubby and I are having a "differing of opinions" he always lets out a huge sigh and says "She'll be right, she's always right." Long may he continue to think thay way.