Little Billy’s kindergarten class was on a field trip to their local
police station. There they saw pictures tacked to a big bulletin board.

The label clearly read, “The 10 Most Wanted.”

One of the youngsters pointed to a picture and asked if it really was
the photo of a wanted person.

“Yes,” said the policeman, “the detectives want him very badly.”

So Little Billy asked, while tugging on the man’s belt, “Um, mister, why
didn’t you keep them when you took their pictures?

A plane was taking off from Kennedy Airport. After it reached a
comfortable cruising altitude, the captain made an announcement over the
intercom,

“Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. Welcome to Flight
293, nonstop from New York to Los Angeles. The weather ahead is good and
therefore we should have a smooth and uneventful flight.
Now, please sit back and relax - OH MY GOD!”

Silence.

Then, the captain came back on the intercom and said,

“Ladies and Gentlemen, I am so sorry if I scared you earlier, but while
I was talking, the flight-attendant brought me a cup of coffee and
spilled the hot coffee in my lap. You should see the front of my pants!”

A passenger in Coach piped up, “That’s nothing. You should see the back
of mine!”

Goodman was a moderately successful stockbroker who dreamed
of making the big money someday. He took his friend out for a
drive, and he chose the route carefully in order to impress
on him the possibilities of the brokerage business.
“Look at that yacht,” he said as they drove slowly past
a marina. “That belongs to the senior partner at Merrill
Lynch. That one over there is owned by the head of
Goldman,Sachs. And look at that huge yacht out there. That’s
the pride and joy of the top seller at Prudential-Bache.”
His friend was silent. Goodman turned to look at him
and saw a pained look on his face. “What’s the matter?”
Goodman asked.
“I was just wondering,” his friend said. “Are there any
customers’ yachts?”