There was this man who was about to go on a trip to England. The day before he left, he asked his next-door neighbor, Mrs. Dunne, if she wanted anything from England.
"Yes," she said. "could you please find my son Neely. He's been gone 10 years and has not written or phoned me, ever! I write to him but he never replies. I try to phone him but he never seems to be in. Anyway, here's his address."
On the back of a handy envelope she scribbled:
The next day, the man embarked on his journey. The plane landed at Heathrow. He got off the plane and was walking down the corridor when he saw a sign saying 'WC'. He entered the room, and saw that it was a washroom.
He proceeded to the first toilet stall, knocked on the door and said: "Are you Neely Dunne?"
"Yes, but I ran out of paper," came the reply.
"Well, that's no excuse not to write your mother!"