“I’ve got to get rid of our new chauffeur,” Arthur complained to his wife, Mirabelle. “His driving is terrible. He almost killed me three times!” “Oh,” pleaded Mirabelle, “just give him one more chance.”
Joe and Jenny drove for miles in silence in their new motorhome after a terrible argument in which neither would budge. After many miles had passed, a frustrated Joe pointed to a mule in a nearby pasture. “A relative of yours?” he asked Jenny. “Yes,” she replied. “By marriage.”
At one point during a game, the coach called one of his 9-year-old baseball players aside and asked, “Do you understand what cooperation is? What a team is?” “Yes, coach,” replied the little boy.
“Do you understand what matters is whether we win or lose together as a team?” The little boy nodded in the affirmative. “So,” the coach continued, “I’m sure you know, when an out is called, you shouldn’t argue, curse the umpire or call him a jerk. Do you understand all that?” Again, the little boy nodded in the affirmative.
The coach continued, “And when I take you out of the game so that another boy gets a chance to play, it’s not a stupid decision or that the coach is a butthead, is it?” “No, coach.”
“Good!” said the coach. “Now go over there and explain all that to your grandmother!”