Control?

When our daughter, Carolyn, was a freshman at the University of Pennsylvania, my husband called her frequently to make sure she was all right. He liked to phone on Saturday night, because it was date night.

One Saturday, about 10:45P.M. he called her room and was relieved when she picked up the phone. "Oh honey," he said, "I'm so glad you're back in your dorm."

"Dad," replied Carolyn, "I'm just geeting ready to go out!"

Just smile!

I had asked my parents for a portrait of themselves, and after several years they finally had their picture taken by a profession photographer. When they gave me my copy, I was pleased to see that my ususally serious-looking father was smiling.

"How did he get Dad to smile?" I asked my mother.

"He," Mom replied, "was a she!"

No more!

A businessman was having a tough time lugging his lumpy, over sized travel bag onto the plane. Helped by a flight attendant, he finally managed to stuff it in the overhead bin. "Do you always carry such heavy luggage?" She sighed.

"No more," the man said. "Next time, I'm riding in the bag and my partner can buy the ticket!"