|
|
| CHEATS | NEWS | FORUMS | REVIEWS | VIDEOS | SEARCH |
|
|
#1: [T] [P] |
|
Registered User
Registered User
Posts: 22 Joined: Oct 4th, 2007
Location: Room 4
Gender: Male
|
Jokes
A long time ago, Britain and France were at war. During one battle, The French captured an English major. Taking the major to their headquarters, the French general began to question him.
The French general asked, "Why do you English officers all wear red coats? Don't you know the red material makes you easier targets for us to shoot at?" In his bland English way, the major informed the general that the reason English officers wear red coats is so that if they are shot, the blood won't show and the men they are leading won't panic. And that is why from that day to now, all French Army officers wear brown pants. A drunk man was stumbling down the street with one foot on the curb and one foot in the gutter. A cop pulled up and said, "I've got to take you in, pal. You're obviously drunk." Our wasted friend asked, "Ociffer, are ya absoolutely sure I'm drunk?" "Yeah, buddy, I'm sure," said the copper. "Let's go." Breathing a sigh of relief, the man said, "Thank goodness! I thought I was a cripple." An Arab diplomat visiting the U.S. for the first time was being wined and dined by the State Department. The Grand Emir was unused to the salt in American foods (french fries, cheeses, salami, anchovies etc.) and was constantly sending his manservant Abdul to fetch him a glass of water. Time and again, Abdul would scamper off and return with a glass of water, but there came the time when he returned empty-handed. "Abdul, you ugly son of a camel, where is my water?" demanded the Grand Emir. "A thousand pardons, O Illustrious One", stammered the wretched Abdul, "a white man sits on the well." |
|
|
|
|
#3: [T] [P] | ||||||
|
Prying Open My Third Eye
Veteran Member
Posts: 2,004 Joined: Jun 12th, 2003
Location: Between over here and over there
Gender: Male
|
Very distasteful... not exactly a bad thing... haha...
|
||||||
|
|
|||||||
|
|
#4: [T] [P] | ||||||
|
Now with less red!
Veteran Member
Ex-Moderator Posts: 8,690 Joined: Apr 1st, 2003
Location: The U
Gender: Male
Reputation: 574
Silent Assassin |
I'm not quite sure I understand the last one. First one was decent, heard it before. Second one... eh.
|
||||||
|
|
|||||||
|
|
#5: [T] [P] | ||||||
|
Registered User
Registered User
Posts: 539 Joined: Aug 17th, 2007
Location: London, haha just kidding
Gender: Male
Reputation: 6
Press Start |
1.old 4/10
2.bad 3/10 3.i liked 7/10
|
||||||
|
|
|||||||
|
|
#8: [T] [P] | ||||||
|
Registered User
Registered User
Posts: 730 Joined: Nov 6th, 2007
Location: Australia
Gender: Male
Reputation: 37
Zone Cleared |
The 1st two were good however the last one I have heard many times before.
1. 8/10 2. 6/10 3. 1/10
|
||||||
|
|
|||||||
|
|
#10: [T] [P] | |
|
The Goddamn Batman.
Veteran Member
Ex-Moderator Posts: 5,171 Joined: Jul 18th, 2002
Location: Supporting B3ta's Penguins.
Gender: Male
Reputation: 132
Horadric Cube |
Quote:
overall.
|
|
|
|
|
|
#14: [T] [P] | |
|
Registered User
Registered User
Posts: 13 Joined: Dec 9th, 2007
Location: Here... That's all you need to know
Gender: Male
Reputation: -1
Grunt |
Quote:
BUT, if I must... Two priests died at the same time and met Saint Peter at the Pearly Gates. St. Peter said, "I'd like to get you guys in now, but our computer is down. You'll have to go back to Earth for about a week, but you can't go back as priests. So what else would you like to be?" The first priest says, "I've always wanted to be an eagle, soaring above the Rocky Mountains." "So be it," says St. Peter, and off flies the first priest. The second priest mulls this over for a moment and asks, "Will any of this week 'count', St. Peter?" "No, I told you the computer's down. There's no way we can keep track of what you're doing." "In that case," says the second priest, "I've always wanted to be a stud." "So be it," says St. Peter, and the second priest disappears. A week goes by, the computer is fixed, and the Lord tells St. Peter to recall the two priests. "Will you have any trouble locating them?" He asks. "The first one should be easy," says St. Peter. "He's somewhere over the Rockies, flying with the eagles. But the second one could prove to be more difficult." "Why?" asketh the Lord. "He's on a snow tire, somewhere in North Dakota." |
|
|
|
![]() |
|
«
Previous Thread
|
Next Thread
»
|
| Thread Tools | |
| Display Modes | |
|
|