Boss: This is the third time you've been late this week. Do you know what that means?
Me: It's Wednesday?
Boss: This is the third time you've been late this week. Do you know what that means?
Me: It's Wednesday?
I’m sad to report my nan’s clothes horse has broken beyond repair after 60 years.
It's the end of an airer!
It’s just dawned on me.
People are prisoners of their phones.
That’s why they’re called Cell Phones.
One red card, two penalties, five goals, eleven minutes of extra time and a blood pressure too high to count.
Probably beats the usual two Weetabix and a shower before the working week starts.
Jesus is standing in for St. Peter at the gates to Heaven when an old man approaches.
"Well, what have you done to deserve entry to Heaven?" asks Jesus.
"To be honest." replies the man, "I am merely a simple carpenter. It was my son who was truly great. Although he wasn't my biological son, his birth was miraculous; still I loved him very much. Later in life he went through many trials and transformations. He spread joy and his story is told all over the world even to this day."
Jesus looks at the man, with a tear in his eye, and says "Father?"
The man looks back and replies; "Pinocchio?"
I couldn't get my phone to work in my hotel room the other night, so I went downstairs.
They have reception there!
I bumped into someone from my flashers' club in town earlier.
It's always nice to see a fellow member.
Some girl has stolen my phone and keeps taking naked selfies of herself.
It's getting out of hand, my photos backup file is getting full of them now.
Can someone help me track her down please?
I need to give her the charger before the phone runs out of power.
I just bought some counterfeit Mr Kipling cakes.
I must say, they're exceedingly good fakes.
I used to find it annoying enough when I got my signature wrong.
But now, thanks to my new iPhone, I sometimes get my face wrong too.
My family and I are having a competition to see who can steal the most dog related stuff from our local pet shop.
I've just taken the lead!
I am hosting a charity concert for people who struggle to reach orgasm.
If you can't come, let me know.
I can't believe that the morning has disappeared already and I've hardly got anything done.
All because Facebook was down so I had to phone 42 of my friends to find out what they had for breakfast.
"You have a reminder set for 5pm today," my phone said.
"A reminder? What is it?" I asked.
"It's a notification to ensure you don't forget something, but that's not important right now," the phone replied.
Then I remembered I'd left it in Airplane mode.
I accidentally swallowed a handful of Scrabble tiles.
My next bowel movement could spell disaster.
Looking very pleased with himself my 7 year old nephew showed me the 'telephone' he had just made from a piece of string and two tin cans.
I pulled out my iPhone and said, "That's nice, but look at what kids your age make in China!"
Today I bought myself some sensible walking boots and a green rucksack with a few outer pockets and went up to the Lake District.
I walked around for about 5 miles or so, stopped and sat on a stone wall for a bit and had a flask of milky coffee.
Then I walked another 5 miles or thereabouts and decided to stop for a snack.
I rootled about in my new rucksack and decided that a biscuit would do the job.
I found some digestives, some bourbons and a pack of custard creams so I picked the . . .
Sorry, I'm rambling!