Stomped Jokes

A boy and his father were playing catch in the front yard when the
boy saw a honey bee. He ran over and stomped it.

"That was a honey bee," his father said,"one of our friends, and for
stomping him you will do without honey for a week."

Later the boy saw a butterfly so he ran over and stomped it.
"That was a butterfly," his father said, "one of our friends, and for
stomping him you will do without butter for a week."

The next morning the family had sat down for breakfast. The boy ate
his plain toast (no honey and butter.)

Suddenly a cockroach ran from under the stove. His mother stomped it.
The boy looked at his father and said, "Are you going to tell her or
should I?

A dedicated shop steward was at a convention in
Las Vegas and decided to check out the local
brothels.
When he got to the first one, he asked the
madame, "Is this a union house?"
"No, I'm sorry, it isn't," said the madame.
"Well, if I pay you $100, what cut do the girls
get?" he asked.
"The house gets $80 and the girl gets $20."
Mightily offended at such unfair dealings, the
man stomped off down the street in search of a
more equitable shop.
At the second one, he asked the madame, "Is this
a union house?"
"No, I'm sorry, it isn't," said the madame.
"If I pay you $100, what cut do the girls get?"
he asked again.
"The house gets $80 and the girl gets $20."
Again offended, the man stomped off down the
street in search of a more equitable shop.
His search continued until he finally reached a
brothel where more...

After dinner and a movie, Carl drove his date to a quiet country
road and made his move. When Mary responded enthusiastically to
his kissing, he tried sliding his hand up her blouse.
Suddenly she away, got out of the car and stomped home. That night
she wrote in her diary,
"A girl's best friends are her own two legs."
On their next date, Carl returned to the country road. As they were
necking, he slid his hand up Mary's skirt. Once again she pulled away,
got out of the car and stomped home.
That night she wrote in her diary,
"I repeat, a girl's best friends are her own two legs."
On the third date, the pair returned to the country road. This time Mary
didn't get home until very late. That night she wrote, "Dear diary:
There comes a time when even the best of friends must part."

A boy and his father were playing catch in the front yard when the boy saw a honey bee. He ran over and stomped it.
"That was a honey bee," his father said, "one of our friends. For stomping him you will do without honey for a week."
Later the boy saw a butterfly, so he ran over and stomped it.
"That was a butterfly," his father said, "one of our friends, and for stomping him you will do without butter for a week."
The next morning the family sat down for breakfast. The boy ate his plain toast with no honey or butter.
Suddenly a cockroach ran out from under the stove. His mother stomped it.
The boy looked at his father and said, "Are you going to tell her, Dad, or should I?"

A boy and his father were playing catch in the front yard when the boy saw a honey bee. He ran over and stomped it. "That was a honey bee," his father said, "who is one of our friends. For stomping him, you will do without honey for a week."

Later the boy saw a butterfly so he ran over and stomped it. "That was a butterfly," his father said, "who is one of our friends, and for stomping him you will do without butter for a week."

The next morning the family had sat down for breakfast. The boy ate his plain toast. Suddenly a cockroach ran from under the stove. His mother stomped it.

The boy looked at his father and said, "Are you going to tell her or should I?"