Mr. Peterson, a tourist from Toronto arrived in New Delhi.
In an airport taxi cab, Peterson asked the driver, “Say, is this really a healthful place?”
“It sure is,” the cabbie replied. “When I came here I couldn’t say one word. I had hardly any hair on my head. I didn’t have the strength to walk across a room, and I had to be lifted out of bed.”
“That’s wonderful!” said the tourist, “How long have you been here?”
“I was born here.”
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A tourist was driving on a back road in Arkansas during a heavy rainstorm.
He passed a cabin with a man sitting on the porch playing his fiddle.
“Why don’t you go inside on this rainy day?” the tourist asked.
“Because the roof leaks,” answered the fiddler.
“Well, then, why don’t you fix the roof?”
“Can’t fix a roof when it’s raining,” the fiddler answered.
“So, why don’t you fix the roof on a sunny day?”
“Cause the roof don’t leak on sunny days!” replied the fiddler.
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A group of Canadians were travelling by tour bus through Holland.
As they stopped at a cheese farm, a young guide led them through a process of cheese making, explaining that goat’s milk was used.
She showed the group a lovely hillside where many goats were grazing. These, she explained, were the older goats put out to pasture when they no longer produced.
She then asked, “What do you do in Canada with your old goats that aren’t producing?”
A spry old gentleman answered, “They send us on bus tours.”
