Why don’t ghosts make good magicians. You can see right through their tricks.
Why were the ghosts wet and tired? They had just dread-ged the lake.
A butler came running into his important master’s office. “Sir, sir, there’s a ghost in the corridor. What shall I do with him?” Without looking up from his work the master said, “Tell him I can’t see him.”
Ghost: Are you coming to my party? Spook: Where is it? Ghost: In the morgue – you know what they say, the morgue the merrier.
What did one ghost say to another? I’m sorry, but I just don’t believe in people.