Doorbell Jokes / Recent Jokes

Feeling edgy, a man took a hot bath.

Just as he became comfortable, the doorbell rang.
The man got out of the tub, put on his slippers and robe and went to the door.

A salesman at the door wanted to know if he needed any brushes.
Slamming the door, the man returned to the bath.

The doorbell rang again. On went the slippers and robe, and the man started for the door again. He took one step, slipped on a wet spot, fell backward, and hit his back against the hard porcelain bathtub.

Cursing under his breath, the man struggled into his street clothes and with every move a stab of pain, drove to the doctor.

After examining him, the doctor said, "You know, you've been lucky.
Nothing is broken. But you need to relax...
Why don't you go home and take a long hot bath?"

A woman who had been married twice and divorced twice was fed up. Her first husband beat her, and her second husband ran away with another woman. Plus, she couldn't find a new lover who could satisfy her sexually, so she put an ad in the classifieds: Wanted: A good looking, single guy who won't beat me, won't leave me, and is good in bed. About a week later, her doorbell rings. She opens the door to find a man with no arms and legs on her front porch. "I'm here about your ad," he says. "You must be mistaken," she says. "Let me explain," he says. "I can't beat you, I don't have any arms. And I can't run away because I don't have any legs." "But," she asks, "How do I know you're good in bed?" "I rang the doorbell, didn't I?"

A woman who had been twice married and divorced was fed up. Her first husband was violent, and her second husband ran off with another woman.
Plus, she couldn't find a new lover who could satisfy her sexually; so, she put an ad in the classifieds:
"Wanted: A good looking, single guy who won't abuse me, won't leave me, and is good in bed."
About a week later, her doorbell rings. She opens the door to find a man with no arms or legs on her front porch. "I'm here about your ad," he offers.
"You must be mistaken," she begins to reply.
"Let me explain," he interjects. "I can't beat you, because I don't have any arms. I can't run off, because I don't have any legs."
"But," she demands, "how do I know you're good in bed?"
"I rang the doorbell, didn't I?"

A priest is walking down the street one day when he notices our Little Johnny trying to press a doorbell on a house across the street.
However, Little Johnny is very small and the doorbell is too high for him to reach.
After watching Little Johnny efforts for some time, the priest moves closer to the boy's position.
He steps smartly across the street, walks up behind the little fellow and, placing his hand kindly on the child's shoulder leans over and gives the doorbell a sold ring.
Crouching down to the child's level, the priest smiles benevolently and asks, "And now what, my little man?"
To which Little Johnny replies, "Now we run!"

A small town farmer had three daughters. Being a single father, he tended to
be a little over-protective of his daughters. When gentlemen came to take his
daughters out on a date, he would greet them with a shotgun to make sure
they knew who was boss. One evening, all of his daughters were going out on
dates. The doorbell rang, the farmer got his shotgun, and answered the door.
A gentleman said,
"Hi, I'm Joe,
I'm here for Flo,
We're goin' to the show,
Is she ready to go?"
The farmer frowned but decided to let them go. The doorbell rang again, the
farmer got his shotgun, and answered the door. A gentleman said,
"Hi, I'm Eddie,
I'm here for Jenny,
We gettin' spaghetti,
Is she ready?"
The farmer frowned but decided to let them go. The doorbell rang again, the
farmer got his shotgun, and answered the door. A gentleman said,
"Hi, I'm Chuck,..."
And the farmer shot more...

A priest is walking down the street one day when he notices a small boy trying to press a doorbell on a house across the street. However, the doorbell is just out of his reach.
After watching the boy's efforts for some time, the priest moves closer to the boy's position. He steps smartly across the street, walks up behind the little fellow, and, placing his hand kindly on the child's shoulder, leans over and gives the doorbell a ring.
Crouching down to the child's level, the priest smiles benevolently and asks, "And now what, my little man?"
To which the boy turns and yells, "Now we run!"

A priest is walking down the street one day when he notices a very small boy trying to press a doorbell on a house across the street. However, the boy is very small and the doorbell is too high for him to reach.
After watching the boys efforts for some time, the priest moves closer to the boy's position. He steps smartly across the street, walks up behind the little fellow and, placing his hand kindly on the child's shoulder leans over and gives the doorbell a sold ring. Crouching down to the child's level, the priest smiles benevolently and asks, "And now what, my little man?"
To which the boy replies, "Now we run!"