Cavers enjoy jokes too. Here are some of the printable ones!
Two mice are being chased across a field by a wolf. They duck into a small space between a couple of rocks and find themselves in a large cave. As their eyes get used to the dim light one of them looks up at the high ceiling and sees that it's covered with bats.
He tugs on his companion's shoulder and says, "Look! Angels."
God said, "Adam, I want you to do something for me."
Adam said, "Gladly, Lord, what do You want me to do?"
God said, "Go down into that valley."
Adam said, "What's a valley?"
God explained it to him. Then God said, "Cross the river."
Adam said, "What's a river?"
God explained that to him, and then said, "Go over to the hill......."
Adam said, "What's a hill?"
So, God explained to Adam what a hill was. He told Adam, "On the other side of the hill you will find a cave"
Adam said, "What's a cave?"
After God explained, he said, "In the cave you will find a Woman."
Adam said, "What's a woman?"
So God explained that to him, too. Then, God said, "I want you to reproduce."
Adam said, "How do I do that?"
God first said (under his breath), "Geez....."
And then, just like everything else, God explained that to Adam, as well.
So, Adam goes down into the valley, across the river, and over the hill, into the cave, and finds the woman. Then, in about five minutes, he was back.
God, his patience wearing thin, said angrily, "What is it now?"
And Adam said, "What's a headache?"
One evening two vampire bats were hanging out in their cave. One said, "Man, I'm starving! I need to get some blood!" And he flew out of the cave.
He returned a few minutes later with blood dripping from his mouth.
"Where'd you get the blood so fast?" the other bat asked.
"Well, as you fly out of the cave, you see the first tree on the left?"
"Yes," the other bat replied.
"Well, I didn't."
Three hermits move into a cave together and for the first seven years they don't speak to each other. Then one morning a horse runs by the mouth of the cave.
Seven years later the first hermit says, "That was a pretty white horse that ran by."
Seven more years go by and the second hermit says, "That horse wasn't white, he was black."
Yet another seven years go by and the third hermit starts packing his bags. The other two look at him and he says, "If all you two are going to do is argue, then I'm leaving."
