The Camping Ground (Weekend Joke)

A rather old fashioned lady, always quite delicate and elegant, especially in her language, was planning a weeks holiday with her husband, so she wrote to a particular camping ground and asked for a reservation.

She wanted to make sure that the camping ground was fully equipped, but didn’t know quite how to ask about the toilet facilities. She just couldn’t bring herself to write the word “toilet” in her letter.

After much thought, she finally came up with the old fashioned term “Bathroom closet” but when she wrote it down, she still thought she was being too forward, so she started all over again, rewrote the letter, and referred to the bathroom closet as the B.C.

“Does the camping ground have it’s own B.C.” is what she wrote.

Well, the camping ground owner wasn’t a bit old fashioned, and he just couldn’t figure out what the old lady was talking about, so he showed the letter around a few of the campers and the only thing they could come up with was that B.C. stood for Baptist Church, so he wrote the following reply.

Dear Madam,

I regret very much the delay in answering your letter, but I now take the pleasure of informing you that a B.C. is located nine miles north of our camping ground, and is capable of seating 250 people at one time.

I admit that it is quite a distance away if you are in the habit of going regularly but no doubt you will be pleased to know that a great number of campers go there and many take their lunches along and make a day of it. They usually arrive nice and early and stay quite late.

The last time my wife and I went was six years ago, and it was so crowded we had to stand up the whole time we were there. It may interest you to know that there is a special supper planned there to raise money to buy more seats so that everyone will be able to sit in comfort.

I would like to say that it pains me very much not to be able to go more regularly, but it is surely no lack of desire on my part, just that I am so busy most of the time.

As we grow older, it seems to be more of an effort to go, especially in the cold weather. If you decide to come down to our camping ground perhaps I could go with you the first time you go, sit with you and introduce you to all the other folks.

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4 Responses to The Camping Ground (Weekend Joke)

  1. travelrat says:

    Ah, yes; ladies who can’t say certain words!

    When I was a small boy, my Grandma and her friend took me to a ‘lantern lecture’ (we say slide show, nowadays) about wild flowers. On the way back:

    ‘What is ‘Bee Cranesbill’? I have never heard of it!’ said Grandma.

    Mrs. Brennan explained that the lecturer had led a very sheltered life, and probably meant ‘Bloody Cranesbill’

    ‘Good thing she didn’t have any pictures of Bastard Toadflax, then!’ commented Grandma.

    (It was a couple of years before I ‘got’ the joke!)

  2. souldipper says:

    Especially if she would have had to explain its wanton sexual practices!!

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