Number 1:
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Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson went camping. After a good meal and an excellent bottle of wine, they lay down and went to sleep. A couple of hours later, Holmes woke up and nudged his faithful friend.
“Watson, Watson”, he said. “Look up at the sky and tell me what you see?”
“I see millions and millions of stars,” replied Watson.
“And what does that tell you?” inquired the master detective.
Watson thought for a moment: Well, Holmes astronmically, it tells me that there are millions of galaxies and potentially billions of planets. Astrologically I observer that Saturn is in Leo. Horologically, I deduce that the time is approximately two-twenty-five. Theologically, i can see that God is all powerfull and that we are small and insignificant. Metereologically, I believe we will have a glorious day tomorrow. What does it tell you, Holmes?”
“Watson, you innocent! Some theif has stolen our tent!”
An old lady was terrified of flying to visit her family in Australisa because she was always afraid that there would be a bomb on board. Her family tried to convince her that the risk of such an occurence was remote and persuaded her to consult an actuary.
“What are the chances of someone having a bomb on a plane?” she asked “Very small,” replied the actuary. “about one in 10,000.”
“And what are the chances of two people having a bomb on the same plane?”
“Even smaller, ” said the actuary. “Something like one in a billion. Practically zero”
After that, the old lady was happy to fly… so long as she is allowed to carry a bomb with herself.
Number 3:
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A Rooster at the farmhouse got old and the farmer could not rely on him for eggs to run his business. One afternoon, the farmer brought a young Rooster to the farm, and was confident that with so many hen, the chicks produced would again be good in number. The old Rooster decided not to give so easily to his new and young competitor. And called and challenged him for a race in the presence of hen.
“I can out-run you any day of the week”, said the young boasting of his strength and stamina.
If you are so confident, “replied the old rooster, “you won’t mind giving me a head start. After all your legs are much younger than mine.”
“No problem,” crowed the young rooster. You can have half a lap start and i will still beat you.” The race began with the Old Rooster strongly pursuid by the young one, with all hen shouting loud, hearing the commotion the Farmer came out to investigate the reason. Seeing the two roosters, he immediately picked up his rifle and shot the younger bird dead. “Damn,” groaned the farmer, “Thats the third gay rooster i have bought this month”.