On this site you can savor a sampling of the quintessential Jokebox sense of humor. The selection represents Jokebox's treasury of anecdotes, one-liners, puns and other witticisms amassed from twenty years of speaking and writing experiences in Toastmasters clubs and assorted publications. There will be regular uploads of gags, one-liners, puns, and just about everything to adorn your face with that refreshing smile.

Vintage
Remember that when you have to decide whether to give up women or wine, consider the vintage.

Virtue of Alcoholism
If only the headache would precede the intoxication, alcoholism would be a virtue.

Bar Order
Man at a bar: "Bartender, make me a zombie!"
Bartender: "Too late, God beat me to it!"

Buying a Drink
A guy met this girl in a bar and asked, "May I buy you a drink?"
"Okay. But it won't do you any good."
A little later, he asks, "May I buy you another drink?"
"Okay. But it won't do you any good."
He invites her up to his apartment and she replies, "Okay. But it won't do you any good."
They get to his apartment and he says, "You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. I want you for my wife."
She says, "Oh, that's different. Send her in."

Of Wife and Beer
A Canadian is walking down the street with a case of beer under his arm. His friend Doug stops him and asks, "Hey Bob! Whacha get the case of beer for?"
"I got it for my wife," answers Bob.
"Oh!" exclaims Doug, "Good trade."

The Best Parts
A man walks into a restaurant, orders a cup of coffee, and when it arrives, pours the coffee into an ashtray and eats the cup and the saucer, leaving only the handle on the table.
He then calls the waiter over and orders more coffee. As each cup arrives, he pours out the coffee and eats the cup and saucer. Pretty soon, there's nothing but a pile of china cup handles in front of him.
When he left, the waiter shook his head in exasperation, "What a crazy guy. Those handles were the best parts."

Holy Water
An Irishman working in an Arab country where alcohol was banned was spotted at the Customs counter after returning from a holiday in France.
"What's this in this bottle?" asked the customs officer, taking out a large bottle from the Irishman's suitcase.
"Oh," said the Irishman, "that is only Holy Water from Lourdes."
"Hmmm!" muttered the customs officer as he took the top off the bottle and sniffed the liquid inside. Then he tasted some of it. "It looks, smells, and tastes very much like whisky to me, sir."
"Glory be!" replied the Irishman, "'tis another miracle!"