The Wedding

	The wedding date was set and the groom's three pals -- a carpenter, an
	electrician and a dentist -- were deciding what pranks to play on the
	couple on their wedding night.
	The carpenter figured sawing the slats on their bed off would give them
	a chuckle or two.
	The electrician decided to wire the bed -- with alternating current, of
	course.
	The dentist wouldn't commit himself, but wore a
	sly grin and promised it would be memorable.

	The nuptials went as planned and a few days later,
	each of the groom's buddies received the following note:

	DEAR FRIENDS:
	WE DIDN'T MIND THE BED SLATS BEING SAWED.
	THE ELECTRIC SHOCK WAS ONLY A MINOR SETBACK
	BUT, I SWEAR BY GOD ALMIGHTY,
	I'M GOING TO KILL WHOEVER PUT NOVOCAIN IN THE K-Y JELLY!

             


	        It was the first day of Grade Three in a new town for Johnny. 
	As a test, his teacher went around the room and asked each of the 
	students to count to 50. Some did very well, counting as high as 30 
	or 40 with just a few mistakes. Others couldn't get past 20. Johnny, 
	however, did extremely well; he counted past 50, right up to 100 
	without any mistakes. He was so excited that he ran home and told 
	his Dad how well he had done. His Dad nodded and told him, "That's
 	because you are from Alabama, son." The next day, in language class, 
	the teacher asked the students to recite the alphabet. It's Grade 
	Three, so most could make it half way through without much trouble. 
	Some made it to S or T, but Johnny rattled off the alphabet perfectly
	right to the end. That evening, Johnny once again bragged to his 
	Dad about his prowess in his new school. His Dad, knowingly, 
	explained to him, "That's because you are from Alabama, son." 
	The next day, after Physical Education, the boys were taking showers.
 	Johnny noted that, compared to the other boys in his grade, 
	he seemed overly "well endowed". This confused him. That night he 
	told his Dad. "Dad, they all have little tiny ones, but mine is ten
	times bigger than theirs. Is that because I'm from Alabama?" he asked.
 	"No, son," explained his Dad, "That's because you're 18."