A family of three generations are having breakfast together when the youngest grandson looks over at his 20-year-old newlywed wife and asks her, “Will you pass the honey, honey?”

She giggles and passes the honey.

His father, not to be outdone, looks over at his beautiful wife and asks, “Will you pass the sugar, sugar?”

She laughs, “You’re still a charmer,” and passes the sugar.

The 80-year-old grandfather looks up, makes eye contact with his wife of 60 years and asks, “Will you pass the tea… bag?”

Dad said he knows a joke about pizza.
He said never mind; it is too cheesy.

Mum told a joke about cleaning.
It swept everyone off their feet.

My family insists I am addicted to drinking brake fluid.

But I know I can stop any time.

Dad told a joke about shoes.
It was a real sole saver.

Dad made a joke about hats.
It went right over our heads.

Every morning at breakfast for the past six months, I say loudly to my family that I’m going for a jog … and then I don’t.

It’s my longest running joke of the year.

The child made a joke about milk.
It was legen-dairy.

My family treats me like God.

They forget that I exist unless they want something.

An old man is on his death bed and calls all his family and the priest.

He says to his first son, “I want you to have all the property in the north of the town, I have 16 houses there.”

He says to his second son “I want you to have all my commercial property, 8 businesses all up.”

He says to his third son, “I want you to have the houses in the southern district, there are only four but they are expensive and lucrative.”

The old man passes away and the shocked priest says, “That is unbelievable, he must have been incredibly wealthy?”

The old man’s widow laughs and says, “He was a Window Cleaner.”

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