My mother-in-law asked, "If you don't like me, why do you take me on holidays with you?" I told her, "So I don't have to kiss you good-bye."
I was out shopping the other day when I saw six women beating my mother-in-law up. As I stood there and watched, her neighbor, who knew me, said, "Well, aren't you going to help?" I replied, "No. Six of them is enough".
Two men were in a pub. One says to his mate, "My mother-in-law is an angel." His friend replies, "You're lucky. Mine is still alive."
Q: How do you stop your mother-in-law from drowning?
A: Take your foot off her head.
My mother-in-law asked me, "If you hate me so much, why is my photo on the mantelpiece (the shelf above the open fireplace)?" I told her, "So as to keep the kids away from the fire."
My mother-in-law said to me, "I'll dance on your grave." I said, "I hope you do. I'm being buried at sea."
I always know when it's the mother-in-law knocking at the door – the mice throw themselves in the traps.
The doorbell rang this morning. When I opened the door, there was my mother-in-law on the front step.
She said, "Can I stay here for a few days?"
I said, "Sure you can." And shut the door in her face.
The definition of mixed emotions - seeing your mother-in-law drive over the cliff in your new car.
I was out shopping the other day when I saw six women beating my mother-in-law up. As I stood there and watched, her neighbor, who knew me, said, "Well, aren't you going to help?" I replied, "No. Six of them is enough".
Two men were in a pub. One says to his mate, "My mother-in-law is an angel." His friend replies, "You're lucky. Mine is still alive."
Q: How do you stop your mother-in-law from drowning?
A: Take your foot off her head.
My mother-in-law asked me, "If you hate me so much, why is my photo on the mantelpiece (the shelf above the open fireplace)?" I told her, "So as to keep the kids away from the fire."
My mother-in-law said to me, "I'll dance on your grave." I said, "I hope you do. I'm being buried at sea."
I always know when it's the mother-in-law knocking at the door – the mice throw themselves in the traps.
The doorbell rang this morning. When I opened the door, there was my mother-in-law on the front step.
She said, "Can I stay here for a few days?"
I said, "Sure you can." And shut the door in her face.
The definition of mixed emotions - seeing your mother-in-law drive over the cliff in your new car.
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