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3 clean jokes... LOL!

I can NEVER remember jokes... only two knock-knock jokes my dad always told.  For some reason I just can't pull a good one outta my hat.

So, on that list of 'Lifes Little Instructions' I posted a few days ago, one says to learn three clean jokes.

I have them... I've been paying attention on facebook and other places lately.

Highly doubt I'll ever be able to deliver them properly... but, oh well.

#1... What does a nosey pepper do?

Gets jalapeno business.

#2... Why don'tcha wanna TACO 'bout it?

Cuz I'm NACHO friend anymore.

#3... Of course now I can't remember it.  *sigh*

Hehehe!


*EDIT* August 4....

Found these:

What do you call it when Batman skips church? Christian Bale

Need an ark? I Noah guy!



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