The prizefighter and the lady, out on a blind date, were dining at a Broadway night club.
"You have such shell like ears, so thin and delicate, but..." he added teasing, "that's an indication of a weak character, isn't it?"
"I don't know about that," she came back, "but I do know that thick ears are a sign of a weak defense."
Maddi: "But you've only known the man for two weeks! You're not thinking of marrying him are you?"
Julia: "Well it isn't as if he's a total stranger... I have a girlfriend that was engaged to him for several years."
Mr. Jones visited the Widow Brown every evening and had tea.
"Why don't you marry her?" ask a friend.
"I have often thought about it," said Mr. Jones. "But where would I spend my evenings?"
"And you say you were in the town where I was born?" she murmured softly.
"Yes," he replied.
"And you thought of me, Bob?" she cooed.
"I did," replied Bob. "I said to myself, 'Why, isn't this where what's-her-name born?'"