Pocket Stories

Today's funnies are about, you guessed it, Gary. He gets a lot of "face" time here, doesn't he? Well, he deserves it, on way or another.

Cute Story #1

When Chad's dad, Gary, was Bishop, he got into the habit of always carrying candy in his suit pockets for the little kids. When he was released, I'm sure the children kept asking for candy, and, since he has a sweet tooth of his own, he never has let his pockets get empty. At church today, my little Gary was hitting up his Aunt Alane for some candy, but she didn't have any. "But, do you have candy in your pockets, Gary?"

"No," he replied, "I'm not a Grandpa!"

Cute(?) Story #2

This evening Gary was goofing off in the front room, and rocketed into the couch cushions head first. He bounced right off and said, "Ow!"

His dad, who was sitting on aforementioned couch, said, "Where's your brain? In your pocket?"

Gary retorted, "No. I don't have any brains."

We, of course, know otherwise.