High School Reunion – Humor

60th High School Reunion, He was a widower and she a widow.
They had known each other for a number of years being high school classmates and having attended class reunions in the past without fail.

This 60th anniversary of their class, the widower and the widow made a fo'u'r's'ome with two other singles .

They had a wonderful evening, their spirits high. The widower throwing admiring glances across the table.

The widow smiling coyly back at him. Finally, he picked up courage to ask her, “Will you marry me?”

After about six seconds of careful consideration, she answered, “Yes,….. yes I will!” The evening ended on a happy note for the widower.

But the next morning he was troubled. Did she say Yes? or did she say No? He couldn’t remember. Try as he would, he just could not recall.

He went over the conversation of the previous evening, but his mind was blank.

He remembered asking the question but for the life of him he could not recall her response.

With fear and trepidation , he picked up the phone and called her. First, he explained that he couldn’t remember as well as he used to.

Then he reviewed the past evening. As he gained a little more courage he then inquired of her.

“When I asked if you would marry me, did you say Yes? or did you say No? “Why you silly man, I said Yes. Yes I will ! And I meant it with all my heart.” The widower was delighted.
He felt his heart skip a beat. Then she continued. “And I am so glad you called because I couldn’t remember who asked me!”
--A pregnant woman is --
A pregnant woman is about to give birth. The doctor has her on the delivery table,
legs up in the stirrups. Suddenly, he sees the top of a head push through. Then the baby pops its head out and says to the doctor, “Are you my dad?”.

The doctor says , “No, I am your doctor!”. With that, the baby pops right back inside. “Damn!”, says the doctor.
A short while later he sees the head push through again. “Are you my dad?”, asks the baby.
“No, I am your doctor.”, he replies. Once again the baby vanishes back into his mother’s womb. The doctor turns to a nurse and says,
“Nurse, get that baby’s father in here right away–we may have a situation on our hands!”. Moments later the baby’s father is in the delivery room, and the baby’s head once again pops out. “Are you my dad?”, the baby asks of the father.

The father replies, “Yes, little baby, I am your father!” The baby then reaches up and begins poking his father in the forehead with his index finger–”How do you like that?”