Little Johnny and his family were having Sunday dinner at
his Grandmother’s house. Everyone was
seated around the table as the food was being served. When little Johnny received his plate, he
started eating right away. “Johnny!
please wait until we say our prayer,” said his mother. “I don’t need to,” the boy replied. “of course, you do” his mother insisted. “We always say a prayer before eating at our
house.” “That’s at our house,” Johnny
explained. “But this is Grandma’s house
and she knows how to cook.”
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My father was over weight and wanted desperately to loose
some of this weight. He read an ad in
the newspaper that you could loose weight if you ate 12 bananas each day. Since he operated a small grocery store,
twelve bananas a day were available. After a week he had gained five
pounds. After two weeks he had gained
twelve pounds.
My mother commented on his weight gain and wanted to know
why. My father confessed about
eating 12 bananas each day. After my mother stopped her hysterical
laughing, she explained that this meant that you ate nothing but twelve bananas
each day. My father had continued eating
his three large meals plus the twelve bananas.
So much for the banana diet in our family.
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