A small boy is helping his grandfather dig up potatoes.
"What I want to know" he says, "is why you buried the damn things in the first place."
Q: Where did the vegetables go to have a few drinks?
A: The Salad Bar.
A young boy finds his grandfather, an avid gardener, working in his garden one afternoon.
“What do you usually put on your celery?” the boy asks his grandfather. The old man wipes the sweat and dirt from his forehead. He’s amazed his grandson has taken such an interest in his hobby. “Well, I usually put on a mix of enriched soil and rotted horse manure.” “That’s weird,” the grandson replies. “We usually just put on ranch dressing.
I employed a new gardener and gave him a list of tasks to do, when I returned he had only done tasks 1,3,5 and 7 on the list.
Turns out he's an odd job man.