Ferry Jokes

He loved living in Staten Island, but he wasn’t crazy about the ferry. Miss a ferry late at night, and you have to spend the next hour or so wandering the deserted streets of lower Manhattan. So when he spotted a ferry no more than fifteen feet from the dock, he decided he wouldn’t subject himself to an hour’s wait.
He made a running leap and landed on his hands and knees, a little bruised maybe, but safe on deck. He got up, brushed himself off, and announced proudly to a bystander, “Well, I made that one, didn’t I? ’”Sure did, ” the bystander said. “But you should have waited a minute or two. The ferry is just about to dock. ”

Three blondes were stuck on an island. then, a magic ferry appeared and gave them each a wish. The first one asked to be really smart, so the ferry turned her into a red head and she swam off the island. The second blonde asked to be even smarter, so the ferry turned her into a brunette and she built a boat and sailed off the island. The third blonde asked to be smartest of them all and the ferry turned her into a man and he walked across the bridge.

This guy loved living on Staten Island, but he wasn't crazy about the ferry. If you missed a ferry late at night, you had to spend the next hour or so wandering the deserted streets of lower Manhattan.
So, when he spotted a ferry no more than fifteen feet from the dock, he decided he wouldn't subject himself to an hour's wait. He made a running leap and landed on his hands and knees, a little bruised maybe, but safe on deck.
He got up, brushed himself off, and announced proudly to a bystander, "Well, I made that one, didn't I?"
"Sure did," the bystander said. "But you should have waited a minute or two. The ferry is just about to dock."

John Smith lived in Staten Island, New York and worked in Manhattan. He had to take the ferryboat home every night. One evening, he got down to the ferry and found there was a wait for the next boat, so John decided to stop at a nearby tavern. Before long he was feeling no pain.
When he got back to the ferry slip, the ferryboat was just eight feet from the dock. Smith, afraid of missing this one and being late for dinner, took a running leap and landed right on the deck of the boat.
"How did you like that jump, buddy?" said a proud John to a deck hand.
"It was great," said the sailor. "But why didn't you wait? We were just pulling in!"

This guy loved Staten Island, but wasn't crazy about the ferry. If you missed a ferry late at night, you had to spend the next hour or so wandering the deserted street of lower Manhattan. One day when he spotted the ferry no more than fifteen feet from the dock, he decided he wouldn't put up with an hour's wait. He made a running leap and landed on his hands and knees, a little bruised, but safe on deck.He got up and brushed himself off, and proudly announced to a bystander. "Well, I made that one didn't I?" "Sure did," came the reply. "But if you had waited for a minute or two, the ferry would have been docked."