It was Valentine’s day and Jim and Danielle’s first date.
They sat in the darkened cinema waiting for the film to start.
The screen finally lit up with a flashy advertisement for the cinema’s concession stand.
Jim and Danielle realised that there was no sound.
The film began but the silence continued.
Suddenly, out of the darkness, an irritated voice in the crowd loudly shouted, “Okay, who’s got the remote control?”
A man and woman were on their first date.
The woman was trying to make conversation and said, “So I hear you hunt deer.”
The man looked away and turned red.
“What’s wrong?” asked the woman.
“I’m not used to someone calling me dear on the first date,” the man said.
After four years of separation, a man and his wife finally divorced amicably.
He wanted to date again, but he had no idea of how to start, so he decided to look in the personals column of the local newspaper.
After reading through all the listings, he circled three that seemed possible in terms of age and interest, but he put off calling them.
Two days later, there was a message on his answering machine from his ex-wife:
“I came over to your house to borrow some tools today and saw the ads you circled in the paper. Don’t call the one in the second column. It’s me.”
After being with her all evening, the man couldn’t take another minute with his blind date.
Earlier, he had secretly arranged to have a friend call him on the phone so he would have an excuse to leave if something like this happened.
When he returned to the table, he lowered his eyes, put on a grim expression and said:
“I have some bad news. My grandfather just died.”
“Thank heavens,” his date replied.
“If yours hadn’t, mine would have had to!”
A man wanted to become a monk so he went to the monastery and talked to the abbot (the head monk).
The abbot said, “You must take a vow of silence and can only say two words every three years.” The man agreed.
After the first three years, the abbot came to him and said, “What are your two words?”
“Food cold!” the man replied. The abbot made sure the meals are not cold.
Three more years went by and the abbot came to him and said, “What are your two words?”
“Robe dirty!” the man exclaimed. The abbot ordered his robe be washed.
Three more years went by and the abbot came to him and said, “What are your two words?” –
“Bed hard!”. The abbot made sure the mattress got re-stuffed.
Three more years went by and the abbot came to him and said, “What are your two words?” –
“I quit!” said the man.
“Well,” the abbot replied,
“I’m not surprised – you’ve done nothing but complain since you got here!”
