Found For Friday

The Baker's Assistant

Many years ago, a baker's assistant called Richard the Pourer, whose job it was to pour the dough mixture in the making of sausage rolls, noted that he was running low on one of the necessary spices. He sent his apprentice to the store to buy more.

Unfortunately, upon arriving at the shop, the young man realized that he had forgotten the name of the ingredient. All he could do was to tell the shopkeeper that it was for Richard the Pourer, for batter for wurst.

My friend in the navy sent me an apology.

He sent it in remorse code.

If you love your hotel room so much,

why don't you just Marriott.

I just poured two bottles of Liquid-Plumr in the sink.

There goes $15 down the drain.

I got a dog from a locksmith.

As soon as I got him home he made a bolt for the door.

The blind man reading the horror novel in Braille

knew something bad was going to happen.

He could feel it.

There were so many Scotches at the liquor store

I couldn't decide which to buy.

I had to consult my spirits guide.

Statistically speaking, six out of seven dwarfs are not Happy.

 You can hear the blood in your veins

if you listen varicosely.