69 jokes about money
27 hooker jokes
What does bungee jumping and hookers
have in common?
They both cost a hundred bucks and if the rubber
breaks, you're screwed.
23 social worker jokes
A social worker is facing a mugger
with a gun. "Your money or your life
!" says the mugger.
"I'm sorry," the social worker answers, "I am a social worker, so I have no money and no life."
30 shower jokes
A man and his wife
are in the shower
together when the doorbell rings. The wife puts on a robe and goes down to answer the door.
In walks her husband’s friend Ben. The woman
tells him her husband’s in the shower and asks if he can come back later. Instead, Ben steps in and quietly says, "I have $400 in my pocket. I’ll give it to you if you’ll open your bathrobe for me." She’s offended, but really needs the money so she agrees, opens her robe, and lets Ben have a quick peek before doing it up again. Ben gives her the $400, and she opens the door for him to leave, but he says, "I have another $400 in my other pocket. I’ll give it to you if you let me touch your breasts
." Now she’s really mortified, but again, she needs the money, so she undoes her robe and lets him have a quick feel. Taking the other $400 from him, she lets him out the door.
Going back upstairs, she gets back in the shower with her husband, feeling a little bit guilty.
"Who was that?" the husband asks.
"Oh, that was just Ben," the wife answers.
"Ben?" the husband says. "That son of a bitch owes me 800 bucks!"
19 Salvation Army jokes
Don't spend $2 to dry-clean a shirt
it to the Salvation Army
instead. They'll clean
it, put it on a hanger. Next morn buy it back for 50p.
20 sleep jokesNext page Jokesmoney sayings
Shakey went to a psychiatrist
. "Doc," he said, "I've got trouble. Every time I get into bed, I think there's somebody under it. I get under the bed, I think there's somebody on top of it. Top, under, top, under. "You gotta help me, I'm going crazy
"Just put yourself in my hands for two years," said the shrink
. "Come to me three times a week, and I'll cure your fears."
"How much do you charge?"
"A hundred dollars per visit."
on it," said Shakey.
Six months later the doctor met Shakey on the street. "Why didn't you ever come to see me again?" asked the psychiatrist.
"For a hundred buck's a visit? A bartender
cured me for ten dollars."
"Is that so! How?"
"He told me to cut the legs off the bed!"