“A little old man shuffled slowly into an ice cream parlor and pulled himself slowly, painfully, up onto a stool… After catching his breath, he ordered a banana split. The waitress asked kindly, ‘Crushed nuts?’ ‘No,’ he replied, ‘Arthritis..”
A Mexican outlaw saunters into an old west hotel and asks for a room at the front desk. The clerk asked him “Will that be one or two sheets on your bed?” The outlaw drew his pistols from his holster, aimed at the ckerk and said “You sheet on my bed and I keel you!”
What was hilarious was a boy in my second grade class told that joke for show and tell, back in 1962. It’s my most memorable thing about second grade.