Down the Lane

A middle-aged couple had finally learned how
to send and receive texts on their cell phones. The wife, being a
romantic at heart, decided one day that she'd send her husband a text while she
was out of the house having coffee with a friend. She texted:


If you are
sleeping, send me your dreams.
If you are
laughing, send me your smile.
If you are
eating, send me a bite.
If you are
drinking, send me a sip.
If you are
crying, send me your tears.
I love you.


The husband,
being a no-nonsense sort of guy, texted back:

I'm on the toilet. Please advise.


(Brings a tear to
the eye, doesn't it?)

Oh lovely Hens Aloud! Wish I had something like that to share.

Two brooms were hanging in the closet and after a while they
got to know each other so well, they decided to get married.

One broom was, of course, the bride broom, the other the
groom broom.

The bride broom looked very beautiful in her white dress.

The groom broom was handsome and suave in his tuxedo.

The wedding was lovely.

After the wedding, at the wedding dinner, the bride-broom
leaned over and said to the groom-broom, 'I think I am going
to have a little broom!'
'IMPOSSIBLE !' said the groom broom.

Are you ready for this? Brace yourself; this is going to Hurt!!!!!!








'WE HAVEN'T EVEN SWEPT TOGETHER!'
Sounds to me like she's been sweeping around!