The Bottom
of the Barrel jokes used below have been with
permission from the author Ralph Milton.

Bottom of the Barrel 36
Carl Boyle is responsible. Not
me. I'm jus a humble cipher, hunched over my little keyboard, doing what must
be done. So blame Carl.
A noted
biologist, who had been studying little green frogs in a swamp, was stumped.
The frog population, despite efforts at predator control, was declining at an
alarming rate.
A chemist at
a nearby college came up with a solution: The frogs, due to a chemical change
in the swamp water, simply couldn't stay coupled long enough to reproduce
successfully. The chemist then brewed up a new adhesive to assist the frogs'
togetherness, which included one part sodium.
It seems the
little green frogs needed some monosodium glue to mate.
Bottom of the Barrel 37
A minister was visiting a family one
afternoon and was surprised to learn that everyone in the household had a
biblical name.
"Yes,
sir," said the lady of the house. "Even our dog has a name from the
New Testament."
This puzzled
the minister. "I can't think of any name for a dog in the New Testament."
"Well," replied the woman. "Do you know the story of the rich
man and Lazarus?"
"Yes,
of course," answered the minister.
"Then
you know it says that 'moreover the dog came and licked his sores.' So our dog's
name is Moreover."
Bottom of the Barrel 38
Moses is sitting in the Egyptian ghetto.
Things are bad. The Pharaoh won't even talk to him, the rest of the Hebrews are
mad at him for making the overseers even more irritable than usual, etc. He's about
ready to give up.
Suddenly a
booming, sonorous voice speaks from above: "Moses! Listen to me. This is
God. I have good news and bad news."
Moses is
staggered. The voice continues:
"Moses,
you will lead your people to freedom. If Pharaoh doesn't release you, I will
smite
Moses is
stunned. He stammers, "That's . that's fantastic, I can't believe it! But what's the bad
news?"
"You,
Moses, must write the environmental impact report."
Bottom of the Barrel 39
Lost sheep get rescued in
many ways.
A story is told of
the great theologian and writer, William Barclay, when he was minister at a
church in
One Sunday, on the
way out of church, a man came up and said, "Dr. Barclay, I want to thank
you for saving my life."
Barclay scratched
his head. He couldn't remember ever seeing the man before. "I'm
sorry," said Barclay, "but I don't remember."
"About a year
ago, one evening, at dusk, I was sitting on the steps of the church feeling
desperately dejected about my life. I called to you as you walked out of the
church and I said, 'Life is terrible. I'm going to throw myself into the river
and drown myself.' You waved to me very cheerily and said, 'Well, the best of
luck to you.'
That comment
brought me back to reality, and today, life is good."
Bottom of the Barrel 40
Coming out of church, Mr.
Smith asked his wife, "Do you think that Johnson girl is tinting her
hair?"
"I
didn't even see her," admitted Mrs. Smith.
"And
that gaudy sport shirt Harry Smith was wearing. I don't think that's
appropriate for church, do you?"
"I'm
afraid I didn't notice that either," said Mrs. Smith.
"Oh,
for heaven's sake," snapped Mr. Smith. "A lot of good it does
you to go to church."