8 jokes about bad news
: "I have some bad news
and some very bad news."Patient
: "Well, might as well give me the bad news first."
Doctor: "The lab called with your test results. They said you have 24 hours to live."
Patient: "24 Hours! Thats terrible! What could be worse? What's the very bad news?"
Doctor: "I've been trying to reach you since yesterday."
had responded to a call from his lawyer
, insisting that they meet at once. He arrived at his lawyer's firm, and was ushered into his office.
"Do you want the bad news
first or the terrible news?" the lawyer asked.
"Well, if those are my choices, I guess I'll take the bad news first."
found a picture worth a half-million dollars."
"That's the bad news?" George was stunned? "If you call that bad, I can't wait to hear the terrible news."
"The terrible news is that it's of you and your secretary
There is the story of a preacher
who got up one Sunday and announced to his congregation: "I have good news
and bad news. The good news is, we have enough money
to pay for our new building program. The bad news is, it's still out there in your pockets."
was out walking on a beautiful snowy day, when he saw that somebody had urinated on the White House lawn to spell out "The President Sucks."
Infuriated, he called on the secret service to figure out who had done it. In a few hours, they came to him and told him that there was some bad news
and some worse news.
"The bad news is that the urine
is from the Vice President."
"Al? How could you do this to me? What could be worse than this?"
"The handwriting's the first lady
A Frenchman, an Englishman and a New Yorker are exploring the jungle and are captured by a fierce tribe.7
The chief tells them, "The bad news is that we've caught you, we're going to kill you, and then use your skins to build a canoe. The good news is that you get to choose how you die."
The Frenchman says, "I take ze poison." The chief gives him some poison; the Frenchman says, "Vive la France!" and drinks it down.
The Englishman says, "A pistol for me, please." The chief gives him a pistol; the Brit points it at his head, says, "God save the Queen!" and blows his brains out.
The New Yorker says, "Gimme a fork." The chief is puzzled, but he shrugs and gives him a fork. The New Yorker takes the fork and jabs himself all over -- the stomach, the sides, the chest, everywhere. Blood gushes from every hole.
The chief screams, "What are you doing?"
The New Yorker looks at the chief and says, "So much for your canoe, asshole!"