The cookie crumbles
Editor’s note: Do you need something to smile about? Every day, WND selects the best joke offered up by readers and contributors to its Laughlines forum and brings it to you as the WND Joke of the Day. Here is today’s offering:
We were four frugal young teachers. But once a year we treated ourselves to the best Manhattan had to offer.
As we approached the famous restaurant Lutece, we questioned whether we were dressed perfectly. Could we pass as urban sophisticates?
The maitre d’ met us at the door, all smiles and bows.
When he took my coat, I began to look over the cozy little bar and anticipate the charming basket of pastry that was our appetizer.
Then the maitre d’ returned to our group, gingerly holding a fabric softener sheet that had fallen from my sleeve.
“Madam,” he said, “Your Bounce.”