Jokes number : 80

It's for my mother-in-law," explained the
mourner at
the funeral procession. Tightening the leash, he gestured
down at the
dog and said, "My Doberman here killed
her."

"Gee...That's terrible," commiserated the spectator. "But...
Hmmmm...
Is there anyway you might lend me your dog for a day or so?"

The
bereaved son-in-law pointed his thumb over his shoulder and

answered, "Get in line."