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  • The Married Couple

    The married couple was sitting in a fine restaurant when the wife looks over at a nearby table and sees a man in a drunken stupor.

    The husband asks, “I notice you’ve been watching that man for some time now. Do you know him?“

    “Yes” she replies, “He’s my ex-husband, and has been drinking like that since I left him seven years ago.”

    “That’s remarkable” the husband replies, “I wouldn’t think anybody could celebrate that long.“

  • A Fine Restaurant

    An Englishman, a Scotsman, an Irishman, a Welshman, a Latvian, a Turk, a German, an Indian, several Americans (including a Hawaiian and an Alaskan), an Argentinean, a Dane, an Australian, a Slovak, an Egyptian, a Japanese, a Moroccan, a Frenchman, a New Zealander, a Spaniard, a Russian, a Guatemalan, a Colombian, a Pakistani, a Malaysian, a Croatian, an Uzbek, a Cypriot, a Pole, a Lithuanian, a Chinese, a Sri Lankan, a Lebanese, a Cayman Islander, a Ugandan, a Vietnamese, a Korean, a Uruguayan, a Czech, an Icelander, a Mexican, a Finn, a Honduran, a Panamanian, an Andorran, an Israeli, a Venezuelan, an Iranian, a Fijian, a Peruvian, an Estonian, a Syrian, a Brazilian, a Portuguese, a Liechtensteiner, a Mongolian, a Hungarian, a Canadian, a Moldovan, a Haitian, a Norfolk Islander, a Macedonian, a Bolivian, a Cook Islander, a Tajikistani, a Samoan, an Armenian, an Aruban, an Albanian, a Greenlander, a Micronesian, a Virgin Islander, a Georgian, a Bahamian, a Belarusian, a Cuban, a Tongan, a Cambodian, a Canadian, a Qatari, an Azerbaijani, a Romanian, a Chilean, a Jamaican, a Filipino, a Ukrainian, a Dutchman, an Ecuadorian, a Costa Rican, a Swede, a Bulgarian, a Serb, a Swiss, a Greek, a Belgian, a Singaporean, an Italian, a Norwegian and two Africans walk into a fine restaurant.

    "I’m sorry," says the maître d’, after scrutinizing the group. "You can’t come in here without a Thai."

  • Punographics

    When chemists die, they barium.

    Jokes about German sausage are the wurst.

    I know a guy who’s addicted to brake fluid. He says he can stop any time.

    How does Moses make his tea? Hebrews it.

    I stayed up all night to see where the sun went. Then it dawned on me.

    This girl said she recognised me from the vegetarian club, but I’d never met herbivore.

    I’m reading a book about anti-gravity. I just can’t put it down.

    I did a theatrical performance about puns. It was a play on words.

    They told me I had type A blood, but it was a Type-O.

    PMS jokes aren’t funny; period.

    Why were the Indians here first? They had reservations.

    We are going on a class trip to the Coca-Cola factory. I hope there’s no pop quiz.

    I didn’t like my beard at first. Then it grew on me.

    Did you hear about the cross-eyed teacher who lost her job because she couldn’t control her pupils?

    When you get a bladder infection urine trouble.

    Broken pencils are pointless.

    I tried to catch some fog, but I mist.

    What do you call a dinosaur with an extensive vocabulary? A thesaurus.

    England has no kidney bank, but it does have a Liverpool.

    I used to be a banker, but then I lost interest.

    I dropped out of communism class because of lousy Marx.

    All the toilets in New York’s police stations have been stolen. The police have nothing to go on.

    I got a job at a bakery because I kneaded dough.

    Velcro — what a rip off!

    A cartoonist was found dead in his home. Details are sketchy

    Venison for dinner again? Oh deer!

    The earthquake in Washington obviously was the government’s fault.

    Be kind to your dentist. He has fillings, too.

  • Two Guys Wearing Hoodies

    Saint Peter is sitting at the Pearly Gates when two guys wearing hoodies arrived. St. Peter looked out through the Gates and said "Wait here. I will be right back."

    St. Peter goes over to God’s chambers and carefully describes the two men waiting for entrance.

    God says to Peter: "How many times do I have to tell you, you can’t be racist and judgemental here. This is heaven.  All are loved.  All are brothers. Go back and let them in!"

    St. Peter goes back to the Gates, looks around, and lets out a heavy sigh. He returns to God’s chambers and says, "Well, they’re gone."

    "The guys wearing hoodies?" asked God.

    "No. The Pearly Gates."

  • A “Phone Call”

    A Husband and Wife agreed that anytime they want to have sex, they will call it a PHONE CALL so that the kids will not decode…
    One day they had a fight and wife stopped talking to the husband and they were talking to each other thru kids.
    The husband said to his son – "Tell your mom that Daddy wants to make a ‘phone call’."
    Mother replies: "Tell your dad that the Network is down today".
    Dad replies: "Tell your mom that if there is no Network at home, I will go to a Public Phone."
    Mother said to her son – "Tell your dad, if he dare go to a Public Phone, I will open a Call Center at home."


  • God Creating Women

    While creating women, God made a promise to men that good and obedient wives would be found in all corners of the world.


    And then He smiled and made the earth round.

  • 25th Anniversary

    A man and his wife go to their honeymoon hotel for their 25th anniversary. As the couple reflected on that magical evening 25 years ago, the wife asked the husband, "When you first saw my naked body in front of you, what was going through your mind?"

    The husband replied, "All I wanted to do was to fuck your brains out, and suck your tits dry."

    Then, as the wife undressed, she asked, "What are you thinking now?"

    He replied, "It looks as if I did a pretty good job."

  • The Bounced Cheque

    Dear Sir:

    I am writing to thank you for bouncing my check with which I endeavored to pay my plumber last month.

    By my calculations, three ‘nanoseconds’ must have elapsed between his presenting the check and the arrival in my account of the funds needed to honor it. I refer, of course, to the automatic monthly deposit of my entire salary, an arrangement which, I admit, has been in place for only eight years.

    You are to be commended for seizing that brief window of opportunity, and also for debiting my account $30 by way of penalty for the inconvenience caused to your bank.

    My thankfulness springs from the manner in which this incident has caused me to rethink my errant financial ways.

    I noticed that whereas I personally attend to your telephone calls and letters, when I try to contact you, I am confronted by the impersonal, overcharging, pre-recorded, faceless entity which your bank has become.

    From now on, I, like you, choose only to deal with a flesh-and-blood person. My mortgage and loan payments will therefore and hereafter no longer be automatic, but will arrive at your bank by check, addressed personally and confidentially to an employee at your bank whom you must nominate.

    Be aware that it is an offense under the Postal Act for any other person to open such an envelope. Please find attached an Application Contact Status which I require your chosen employee to complete. I am sorry it runs to eight pages, but in order that I know as much about him or her as your bank knows about me, there is no alternative. Please note that all copies of his or her medical history must be countersigned by a Notary, and the mandatory details of his/her financial situation (income, debts, assets and liabilities) must be accompanied by documented proof.

    In due course, I will issue your employee with a PIN number which he/she must quote in dealings with me. I regret that it cannot be shorter than 28 digits but, again, I have modeled it on the number of button presses required of me to access my account balance on your phone bank service. As they say, imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. Let me level the playing field even further. When you call me, press buttons as follows:

    1– To make an appointment to see me.
    2– To query a missing payment.
    3– To transfer the call to my living room in case I am there.
    4– To transfer the call to my bedroom in case I am sleeping.
    5– To transfer the call to my toilet in case I am attending to nature.
    6– To transfer the call to my mobile phone if I am not at home.
    7– To leave a message on my computer. (A password to access my computer is required. A password will be communicated to you at a later date to the Authorized Contact.)
    8– To return to the main menu to listen to options 1 through 7.
    9– To make a general complaint or inquiry, the contact will then be put on hold, pending the attention of my automated answering service.

    While this may, on occasion, involve a lengthy wait, uplifting music will play for the duration of the call. Regrettably, but again following your example, I must also levy an establishment fee to cover the setting up of this new arrangement.

    May I wish you a happy, if ever so slightly less prosperous, New Year.

    Your Humble Client

  • Twins

    A woman has twins, and gives them up for adoption. One of them goes to a family in Egypt and is named ‘Amal.’ The other goes to a family in Spain, they name him Juan’.

    Years later; Juan sends a picture of himself to his mum. Upon receiving the picture, she tells her husband that she wished she also had a picture of Amal.

    Her husband responds, ”But they are twins. If you’ve seen Juan, you’ve seen Amal.”

  • Professional Gambler

    During the Great Depression, there was a man who walked into a bar one day. He went up to the bartender and said, "Bartender, I’d like to buy the house a round of drinks."

    The bartender said, "That’s fine, but we’re in the middle of the Depression, so I’ll need to see some money first."

    The guy pulled out a huge wad of bills and set them on the bar. The bartender can’t believe what he’s seeing. "Where did you get all that money?" asked the bartender.

    "I’m a professional gambler," replied the man.

    The bartender said, "There’s no such thing! I mean, your odds are fifty-fifty at best, right?"

    "Well, I only bet on sure things," said the guy.

    "Like what?" asked the bartender.

    "Well, for example, I’ll bet you fifty dollars that I can bite my right eye," he said.

    The bartender thought about it. "Okay," he said.

    So, the guy pulled out his false right eye and bit it. "Aw, you screwed me," said the bartender, and paid the guy his $50.

    "I’ll give you another chance. I’ll bet you another fifty dollars that I can bite my left eye," said the stranger.

    The bartender thought again and said, "Well, I know you’re not blind, I mean, I watched you walk in here. I’ll take that bet." So, the guy pulled out his false teeth and bit his left eye.

    "Aw, you screwed me again!" protested the bartender.

    "That’s how I win so much money, bartender. I’ll just take a bottle of your best scotch in lieu of the fifty dollars," said the man.

    With that, the guy went to the back room and spent the better part of the night playing cards with some of the locals. After many hours of drinking and card playing, he stumbled up to the bar. Drunk as a skunk, he said, "Bartender, I’ll give you one last chance. I’ll bet you five hundred dollars that I can stand on this bar on one foot and piss into that whiskey bottle on that shelf behind you without spilling a drop."

    The bartender once again pondered the bet. The guy couldn’t even stand up straight on two feet, much less one. "Okay, you’re on," he said.

    The guy climbed up on the bar, stood on one leg, and began pissing all over the place. He hit the bar, the bartender, himself, but not a drop made it into the whiskey bottle.

    The bartender was ecstatic. Laughing, the bartender said, "Hey pal, you owe me five hundred dollars!"

    The guy climbed down off the bar and said, "That’s okay. I just bet each of the guys in the card room a thousand bucks each that I could piss all over you and the bar and still make you laugh!"