On the road leading north from Manchester, in eastern Kentucky, to Booneville, twenty miles away, stood, in 1862, a wooden plantation house of a somewhat better quality than most of the dwellings in that region. The house was destroyed by ... Read more of The Spook House at Scary Stories.caInformational Site Network Informational
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_Wife_ (_habitué of the Ring, gazing after stranger who has knocked her
husband down_): "That was a lovely upper-cut he gave you, George. I
wonder who he is?"

* * *

_Lady:_ "I've just been making my side ache over your latest book."

_Author_ (_delighted_): "Oh, really. Did you find it so amusing?"

_Lady:_ "Well, the fact is I went to sleep on the top of it."

* * *

_Employer_ (_inspecting a very inflated bill for work_): "Look here--how
did you get at this amount?"

_Odd Jobs Man:_ "Well, Sir, didn't know how you'd prefer me to charge it
up, so I just charged by time."

_Employer:_ "Oh, really! I thought you must have been charging by
eternity."

* * *

_Tourist:_ "Have you any cold meat?"

_Waiter:_ "Well, we have some that's nearly cold, Sir."

* * *

_Lady:_ "If you please, Cook, may we have steak and onions for lunch
to-day?"

_Cook:_ "You can have steak, but I'm afraid I can't let you have onions.
You see, I'm going out this afternoon, and onions always make my eyes so
red."

* * *

_Small Boy_ (_on being told by cousin that she is engaged to be
married_): "Oh! (_long pause_) and what did your husband say when he
engaged you?"

* * *

_Master:_ "But why do you want to get married, Jones?"

_Butler:_ "Well, Sir, _I don't want my name to die out_."

* * *

_Artist_ (_in desperation_): "That, Sir, I consider the finest in my
exhibition. You can have it for half the catalogue price."

_The Visitor:_ "Bless my soul! You don't say so. By the way, what is the
price of the catalogue?"

* * *

"Well, Mollie, how do you like your new teacher?"

"I half like her, and I half don't like her. But I think I half don't
like her most."

* * *

"Please, Mr. Grafto, the gentleman on the next floor presents his
compliments and says, seeing as how you can foretell the future, would
you be so good as to let him know how long it will be before your bath
stops overflowing through his ceiling?"

* * *

_Old Lady_ (_interrogating her chauffeur's small boy_): "Well, my little
man, and do you know who I am?"

_Small Boy:_ "Yes, you're the old lady what goes for rides in my daddy's
car."

* * *

_Parent:_ "I should like you to have 'good' in your report, and not
always 'fair.'"

_Young Hopeful:_ "I daresay you would, Dad. But, you see, I'm an
ordinary boy of ordinary parents, and that's an ordinary report."

* * *

_Optimist:_ "Cheer up, old man. Things aren't as bad as they seem."

_Pessimist:_ "No, but they seem so."

* * *





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