Saturday Smiles – It’s Hair

I’ve had haircuts in many different places but the best results are always from an old Italian man who doesn’t understand what I want.

Getting a Hairdryer through Customs

Mary was flying from Dublin, Ireland, to Chicago; she had a problem with her luggage so she asked the Priest beside her, ‘Father, may I ask a favour?’

‘Of course child. What may I do for you?’

‘Well, I bought an expensive hair dryer for my mother’s birthday. It is unopened and I’m afraid they’ll confiscate it because I cannot pay the 20% import duty.  Is there any way you could carry it through customs for me?  Hide it under your robes perhaps?’

‘I would love to help you, dear, but I must warn you, I will not lie.’

‘With your honest face, Father, no one will question you.’  Said Mary.

When they got to the customs at O’Hare airport, she let the priest go first. The official asked, ‘Father, do you have anything to declare?’

‘From the top of my head down to my waist I have nothing to declare.’

The official thought this answer strange, so asked, ‘And what do you have to declare from your waist to the floor?’

‘I have a marvelous instrument designed to be used on a woman, but which is, to date, unused.’

Roaring with laughter, the customs officer said, ‘Go ahead, Father’.

Raili Tanska


9 thoughts on “Saturday Smiles – It’s Hair

  1. 😂😂😂 That’s brilliant! Another one to pass on to hubby to share with his workmates. 😊

  2. The rearing horse hairstyle is brilliant! I would like my hair sculpted into a LiverBird
    It would have to be died red of course. 😁

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