A man went to his dentist because he feels something wrong in his mouth.

The dentist examines him and says, “That new upper plate I put in for you six months ago is eroding. What have you been eating?”

The man replies, “All I can think of is that about four months ago my wife made some asparagus and put some stuff on it that was delicious…Hollandaise sauce. I loved it so much I now put it on everything — meat, toast, fish, vegetables, everything.”

“Well,” says the dentist, “that’s probably the problem. Hollandaise sauce is made with lots of lemon juice, which is highly corrosive. It’s eaten away your upper plate. I’ll make you a new plate, and this time use chrome.”

“Why chrome?” asks the patient, to which the dentist replies, “It’s simple. Everyone knows that there’s no plate like chrome for the Hollandaise!”

One fine day, a big hulk of a guy got on a bus. He was 6 foot 8, built like a wrestler, with arms hanging down to the ground. He glared at the driver and said, “Big John doesn’t pay!” and sat down at the back. Did I mention that the driver was five feet three, thin, and basically meek? Well, he was. Naturally, he didn’t argue with Big John, but he wasn’t happy about it.

The next day the same thing happened: Big John got on again, made a show of refusing to pay, and sat down. And the next day, and the one after that, and so forth. This grated on the bus driver, who started losing sleep over the way Big John was taking advantage of him.

Finally he could stand it no longer. He signed up for bodybuilding courses, karate and judo. By the end of the
summer, he had become quite strong; what’s more, he felt really good about himself.

So on the next Monday, when Big John once again got on the bus and said, “Big John doesn’t pay!” the driver
stood up, glared back at the passenger, and screamed, “And why not?”

With a surprised look on his face, Big John replied, “Big John has a bus pass.”

Little Johnny wanted to be an accountant, so he went for an aptitude test:

Mr. Proctor: If I give you two Rabbits, and two rabbits, and another two rabbits, how many rabbits have you got?

Little Johnny : SEVEN!

Mr. Proctor: No, listen carefully again. If I give you two Rabbits, and two rabbits, and another two rabbits, how many rabbits have you got?

Little Johnny : SEVEN!

Mr. Proctor: Let’s try this another way. If I give you two bottles of pop, and two bottles of pop, and another two bottles of pop, how many bottles of beer have you got?

Little Johnny : SIX.

Mr. Proctor: Good! Now, if I give you two Rabbits, and two rabbits,and another two rabbits, how many rabbits have you got?

Little Johnny : SEVEN!

Mr. Proctor: How on Earth do you work out that three lots of two rabbits is seven?

Little Johnny : I’ve already got one rabbit at home!