It was rush hour, and when the bus finally arrived, it was packed.
I tried to force my way on, but no one would budge, although there was more than ample room in the back.
Then…. the bus driver took over.
“Excuse me, Ladies and Gentlemen,” he shouted. “Will all the beautiful, smart people please move to the back of the bus, and all the ugly stupid people stay up front.”
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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.”
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So I was sitting on the bus, and somebody tapped me on the shoulder.
I turned around and saw an old lady. She said to me, “Sonny, would you like some nuts? I’ve got a couple of hazelnuts and almonds if you’d like.”
“Sure,” I replied. Then she gave me a handful of nuts and went back to sit with her friends.
“What a nice lady,” I thought, while happily munching on the nuts.
A few minutes later, I felt another tap on my shoulder, and there she was again, offering some nuts. I gladly accepted, and she went back to her seat.
After about 10 minutes, she tapped me on the shoulder, once again offering some nuts.
I asked her, “Why don’t you eat them yourself?”
“Because we’ve got no teeth,” she replied.
“Then why do you buy them?” I asked.
“Oh, because we just love the chocolate around them.”
