Mum:
What are you doing son? Boy:
Writing my brother a letter. Mum:
That's a lovely idea, dear, but why are you writing so slowly? Boy:
Because he can't read very fast!
Little
Brother: If you broke your arm in two places, what would you
do ? Boy:
I wouldn't go back to those two place, that's for sure.
My
brother's just opened a shop. Really?
How's he doing? Six
months. He opened it with a crowbar.
Big
Brother: That planet over there is Mars. Little
Brother: Then that other one must be Pa's.
My
brother's one of the biggest stickup men in town. Gosh
is he really? Yes,
he's a six-foot-six billposter.
Why
did your brother ask your father to sit in the freezer? Because
she wanted an ice-cold pop!
Little
Brother: I'm going to buy a sea horse. Big
Brother: Why? Little
Brother: Because I want to play water polo!
Why
does your brother wear a life jacket in bed? Because
he sleeps on a waterbed !
My
brother's a professional boxer. Heavyweight ? No,
featherweight. He tickles his opponents to death !
My dad
once stopped a man ill-treating a donkey. It was a case of brotherly
love.