Ethel Jokes

One afternoon, Ethel noticed something funny about Mabel's ear and she says, "Mable, did you know you've got a suppository in your left ear?"

Mable answered, "I have a suppository in my EAR?"

She pulled it out and stared at it. Then she said, "Ethel, I'm awfully glad you saw this thing. Now I think I know where my hearing aid is."

Ethel is a bit of a demon in her wheelchair and loves to charge around the nursing home, taking corners on one wheel and getting up to maximum speed on the long corridors. Because the poor woman is a sandwich short of a picnic, the other residents tolerate her, and some actually join in.
One day, Ethel was speeding up one corridor when a door opened and a man stepped out with his arm outstretched. "Stop!" he said in a firm voice. "Have you got a license for that thing?"
Ethel fished around in her handbag on her lap and pulled out a Kit-Kat wrapper which she held up to him. "OK" he said and she went on her way.
Taking the corner near the TV lounge on one wheel, another man stepped out in front of her and shouted "Stop!" Have you got valid insurance papers for your vehicle madam?" Ethel again dug into her handbag and found a scrap of paper which she held up to him and he allowed her to carry on.
Going down the final corridor more...

Ethel was a bit of a demon in her wheelchair and loved to charge around the ward, taking corners on one wheel, and getting up to maximum speed on the long corridors. Because the poor woman was one sandwich short of a picnic, the other residents tolerated her, and some of the males actually
joined in.

One day, Ethel was speeding up one corridor when a door opened and Kooky Clarence stepped out with his arm outstretched. "STOP!" he shouted in a firm voice. "Have you got a license for that thing?"

Ethel fished around in her handbag and pulled out a Kit Kat wrapper, and held it up to him.

"OK," he said, and away Ethel sped down the hall. As she took the corner near the TV lounge on one wheel, Weird Harold popped out in front of her and shouted "STOP! Have you got proof of insurance?"

Ethel dug into her handbag, pulled out a drink coaster, and held it up to him.

Harold nodded, and said, more...

An old man who is hard of hearing goes to the doctor with his wife.
After a physical, the doctor says "you seem to be healthy, Earl, but for a long life, I suggest you have 3 good meals a day, and sex with your wife every day."
The old man replied, "What did the doctor say, Ethel?"
Ethel replied, "your gonna DIE, old man!"

A quick narrative. I always wanted a hopped up muscle car when I was younger. I couldn't afford one. Now I can, and I have one. It is a '70 Mustang, and her name is Bessie. Bessie is the prototypical juvenile, male-caveman, scratch your crotch and drink cheap beer car. Chromed engine, dual exhaust, 250 horsepower, big tires, tra la la la.
I'm driving Bessie on Beach Boulevard behind an ancient guy in a beat up truck. He decides to turn in front of me without a blinker. I accelerate to swerve and avoid him, and this assh*le, overaerobicized woman jumps in front of my car with her hand up.
Meet Ethel, the neighborhood busybody/nuisance. She proceeds to yell in my window, "Hey, slow down you %$&#@ idiot." I'm a well-bred, mellow guy by nature, so I ignore this. As I drive away, she yells, "assh*le" at me again. Twice? *&%$# that. I turn around and drive up next to her.
"Do you have a problem?" I ask.
"Yeah, why are you driving like an more...