Jokes, stories and
anecdotes you can use to entertain your audience during that all-important presentation.
Never
Let Them See You Sweat
A
17th Century captain was sailing along with his crew when a pirate ship came over
the horizon. The captain says, "Cabin boy, get me my red shirt." So,
he gets his red shirt and they victoriously battle the pirates. Several days later,
they spot another pirate ship off the port bow. "Cabin boy," says the
captain "get me my red shirt." They again battle the pirates and are
victorious. Later when things had settled down, the cabin boy asks, "Captain,
why do you always want your red shirt just prior to battle?" The captain
responds, "Well, in case I am inflicted with a wound, I don't want the crew
to see my injury and lose spirit." "I see," says the cabin boy.
A few days later, they sight 20 pirate in the distance the captain yells out,
"Cabin boy, get me my brown pants."
Helping
a Child in Need
A
man walking down the street noticed a small boy trying to reach the doorbell of
a house. Even when he jumped up, he couldn't quite reach it.The man decided to
help the boy, walked up on to the porch and pushed the doorbell. He looked down
at the boy, smiled and asked, "What now?" The boy answered, "Now
we run like crazy!"
Why
Did You Have to Die?
When
Ted was putting flowers on his Grandmother's grave he noticed a man, very distraught,
in front of a tombstone several yards away. The man was on his knees, hands tightly
clasped in front of him, rocking back and forth, head tilted upward to heaven,
tears streaming down his cheeks, moaning softly, "Why did you die? Why did
you die?" Over and over again.
Ted
was overcome with emotion at this sight and went over to the poor man to try and
console him. "Why did you die? Why did you die?" bellowed the man again
and again. Ted gently put his arm around the man and half whispered to him, "My
Grandmother is buried just over there. Is a loved one of yours buried here?"
"No,"
sniffled the man, "It's my wife's first husband."
Handling
the Death of a Pet
Mom
and Dad were trying to console Susie, whose dog had recently died.
"You
know, it's not your fault that the dog died. He's probably up in heaven right
now, having a grand old time with God."
Susie,
still crying, said "What would God want with a dead dog?"