“Do you know ping-pong?”
“Sure! He washes my shirts.”
There was a German friend of mine who was quite sick for some time. The doctor told him he might eat anything he wanted. He told his wife he believed he would like some Limburger cheese. His wife was a good-hearted woman; she went out and got twenty pounds of this distinct cheese, and put some in every room in the house, that he might get a nip whenever he wanted it (you can imagine the aroma in that house). The doctor called the next morning, and rang the bell; when the servant opened the door, the doctor paused a moment, then said, “When did he die?”
“I guess I’ll go out and get the air.”
“If you do I’ll put words to it.”
Do you know that I invented smokeless tobacco.
What kind of tobacco is that?