A salesman sells his wares door to door in a huge high-rise building.
He knocks on a young man’s door and asks him: “Would you like to buy the latest toothbrush? Only ten dollars.”
“Ten dollars for a toothbrush!” shouts the man. “What idiot would pay ten dollars for a toothbrush? You’re out of your mind.”
“Well then,” the salesman continues, “how about a freshly baked brownie for a dollar?” The man thinks and says, “Okay, why not?”
The salesman hands him the brownie. The man takes a bite and spits it out on the floor of the aisle.
“God, it tastes like shit!” he exclaims.
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“That’s because it tastes like shit,” the salesman explains. “And would you be interested in a toothbrush?”
Three convicts were on the way to prison.
They were each allowed to take one item with them to help them occupy their time while incarcerated. On the bus, one turned to another and said, “So, what did you bring?”
The second convict pulled out a box of paints and stated that he intended to paint anything he could. He wanted to become the “Grandma Moses of Jail.” Then he asked the first, “What did you bring?”
The first convict pulled out a deck of cards and grinned and said, “I brought cards. I can play poker, solitaire, gin, and any number of games.”
The third convict was sitting quietly aside, grinning to himself. The other two took notice and asked, “Why are you so smug? What did you bring?”
The guy pulled out a box of tampons and smiled. He said, “I brought these.”
The other two were puzzled and asked, “What can you do with those?”
He grinned and pointed to the box and said, “Well, according to the box, I can go horseback riding, swimming, roller-skating….”
A man is sent to prison for the first time.
At night, the lights in the cell block are turned off, and his cellmate goes over to the bars and yells, “Number twelve!” The whole cell block breaks out laughing. A few minutes later, somebody else in the cell block yells, “Number four!” Again, the whole cell block breaks out laughing.
The new guy asks his cellmate what’s going on. “Well,” says the older prisoner, “we’ve all been in this prison for so long. We all know the same jokes. So we just yell out the number instead of saying the whole joke.”
So the new guy walks up to the bars and yells, “Number twenty-nine!” This time the whole cell block rocks with the loudest laughter, prisoners rolling on the floor laughing hysterically.
When the guffaws die down, the bewildered new guy turns to the older prisoner and asks, “How come you guys were laughing so hard this time?”
“Oh,” says the older man wiping tears from his eyes, “we’d never heard that one before.”
