A travelling salesman calls at a house and the door is answered by a young lad, about 11 years old, dressed in an enormously oversized smoking jacket. In his left hand is a fat cigar and in his right nestles a large glass of scotch.

The salesman looks at him in some surprise and asks: "Is your mother in, sonny?"

The boy looks him straight in the eye, takes a swig of the whisky and says: "What do you think?"

One of those Hare Krishna blokes came up to me the other day and said: "Do you believe in reincarnation?"

I said: "Oh no - not you again!"