tlady Posted October 24, 2007 Report Share Posted October 24, 2007 ^^ Lol But you'll have to find me the excuse for B.A.C.A.R.D.I. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KOYAANISQATSI Posted October 25, 2007 Report Share Posted October 25, 2007 Brain Always Cabbaged Alcoholic Rendered Drunk Indoors Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DamnSaxon Posted October 25, 2007 Report Share Posted October 25, 2007 Now here's a nice little story. Ghostrider should love this.http://lifeisaroad.com/stories/2004/10/29/neighborhoodHazardorWhyTheCopsWontPatrolBriceStreet.html Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Malcolm Posted October 29, 2007 Report Share Posted October 29, 2007 A man with a bad stomach ache goes to his local doctor and asks him what he can do. The doctor replies that the illness is quite serious but can be cured with a small course of two suppositories inserted deep into the rectum. The man agrees and the doctor tells him to bend over, and shoves the thing way up his behind. The doctor then hands him the second dose and tells him to do the same thing in six hours time using rubber gloves and KY-Jelly or something. So, the man goes home and later that evening tries to get the second suppository inserted, but he finds he cannot reach himself properly to obtain the required depth. Thus, he calls his wife over and tells her what to do. The wife nods, puts one hand on his shoulder to steady him and with the other shoves the medicine home. Suddenly the man screams in disgust. “What’s the matter hun?†asked his wife. “Did I hurt you?†“No,†replies the man, “but I just realized that when the doctor did that, he had BOTH hands on my shoulders.†Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Para Handy Posted October 29, 2007 Report Share Posted October 29, 2007 If you ever testify in court, you might wish you could have been as sharp as this policeman. He was being cross-examined by a defense attorney during a felony trial. The lawyer was trying to undermine the policeman's credibility.... Q: "Officer -- did you see my client fleeing the scene?" A: "No sir. But I subsequently observed a person matching the description of the offender, running several blocks away." Q: "Officer -- who provided this description?" A: "The officer who responded to the scene." Q: "A fellow officer provided the description of this so-called offender. Do you trust your fellow officers?" A: "Yes, sir. With my life." Q: "With your life? Let me ask you this then officer. Do you have a room where you change your clothes in preparation for your daily duties?" A: "Yes sir, we do!" Q: "And do you have a locker in the room?" A: "Yes sir, I do." Q: "And do you have a lock on your locker?" A: "Yes sir." Q: "Now why is it, officer, if you trust your fellow officers with your life, you find it necessary to lock your locker in a room you share with these same officers?" A: "You see, sir -- we share the building with the court complex, and sometimes lawyers have been known to walk through that room." The courtroom erupted in laughter, and a prompt recess was called.The officer on the stand has been nominated for this year's "Best Comeback" line -- and we think he'll win. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lerwick Street Posted October 29, 2007 Report Share Posted October 29, 2007 This is an old one but it still makes me laugh every time: Man goes into a chemists and says 'I'd like to buy some deodorant please'Assistant: 'Certainly sir, would that be the ball type or the aerosol type'Customer: 'No, the underarm type' Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fjool Posted October 30, 2007 Report Share Posted October 30, 2007 An old man lived alone in the country. He wanted to dig his potato garden but it was very hard work as the ground was hard. His only son Fred, who used to help him, was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament. Dear Fred,I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won't be able to plant my potato garden this year. I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. If you were here, all my troubles would be over I know you would dig the plot for me.Love,Dad A few days later he received a letter from his son. Dear Dad,For heaven's sake, don't dig up that garden! That's where I buried the BODIES!Love,Fred At 4am the next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived and dug up the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to the old man and left. That same day the old man received another letter from his son. Dear Dad,Go ahead and plant the potatoes now. That's the best I could do under the circumstances.Love,Fred Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Heimdal Posted October 30, 2007 Report Share Posted October 30, 2007 Top this for a speeding ticket... Two British traffic patrol officers from North Berwick were involved in an unusual incident while checking for speeding motorists on the A-1 Great North Road. One of the officers used a hand-held radar device to check the speed of a vehicle approaching over the crest of a hill, and was surprised when the speed was recorded at over 500 mph. Their radar suddenly stopped working and the officers were not able to reset it. Just then a deafening roar over the treetops revealed that the radar had in fact latched on to a NATO Tornado fighter jet which was engaged in a low-flying exercise over the Border district, approaching from the North Sea. Back at police headquarters the chief constable fired off a stiff complaint to the RAF Liaison office. Back came the reply :- "Thank you for your message, which allows us to complete the file on this incident. You may be interested to know that the tactical computer in the Tornado had detected the presence of, and subsequently locked onto, your hostile radar equipment and automatically sent a jamming signal back to it. Furthermore, an air-to-ground missile aboard the fully-armed aircraft had also automatically locked onto your equipment. Fortunately the pilot flying the Tornado recognized the situation for what it was, quickly responded to the missile systems alert status, and was able to override the automated defence system before the missile was launched and your hostile radar installation was destroyed. Good Day..." Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Malcolm Posted October 31, 2007 Report Share Posted October 31, 2007 One day in the jungle... One day in the jungle a chimpanzee invented some tools to eat his dinner. One tool was a flat stick sharpened along one edge, this he used to cut his food. The other was a stick with four smaller sticks attached to the end each sharpened to a point. He used to spear his food and place it in his mouth. The chimp was very proud of his inventions which he called his one point tool and his four point tool. One day he awoke to find that the four point tool was missing. The chimp was distraught. He ran around the jungle trying to find his precious tool. First he came upon the lion. "Lion, Lion!" he cried, "Have you seen my four point tool?" "No." Replied the lion, "I have not seen your four point tool." Then the chimp came upon the gorilla. "Gorilla, Gorilla!" he cried, "Have you seen my four point tool?" "No." Replied the gorilla, "I have not seen your four point tool." Then the chimp came upon the jaguar. "Jaguar, Jaguar!" he cried, "Have you seen my four point tool?" "Yup!" replied the jaguar, "I've seen your four point tool." "Well where is it?" inquired the chimp. "I ate it." Said the jaguar, smugly. "Why would you do that?" Cried the chimp. "Because," replied the big cat, "I'm a four point tool eater jaguar!" Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Malcolm Posted October 31, 2007 Report Share Posted October 31, 2007 We have an old tree that became diseased and was losing its bark. Wefelt it needed a bark transplant and called a tree surgeon. The communication was mangled and when the surgeon arrived, he went towork on a tree across the street. He was halfway done when I noticed the error. I tried to stop him,yelling, "Stop! Stop! You're barking up the wrong tree!" Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Malcolm Posted October 31, 2007 Report Share Posted October 31, 2007 Two guys left the bar after a long night of drinking, jumped in the carand started it up. `After a couple of minutes, an old man appeared in the passenger windowand tapped lightly. The passenger screamed, "Look at he window. There's an old ghost's facethere!" The driver sped up, but the old man's face stayed in the window. The passenger rolled his window down part way and, scared out of hiswits, said, "What do you want?" The old man softly replied, "You got any tobacco?" The passenger handed the old man a cigarette and yelled, "Step on it,"to the driver, rolling up the window in terror. A few minutes later they calmed down and started laughing again. The driver said, "I don't know what happened, but don't worry; thespeedometer says we're doing 80 now." All of a sudden there was a light tapping on the window and the old manreappeared. "There he is again," the passenger yelled. He rolled down the window and shakily said, "Yes?" "Do you have a light?" the old man quietly asked. The passenger threw a lighter out the window saying, "Step on it!" They were driving about 100 miles an hour, trying to forget what theyhad just seen and heard, when all of a sudden there came some moretapping. "Oh my God! He's back!" The passenger rolled down the window and screamed in stark terror, "WHAT NOW?" The old man gently replied, "You want some help getting out of the mud?" Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Malcolm Posted October 31, 2007 Report Share Posted October 31, 2007 A bear walks into a bar and says, "I want a bourbon and............... acoke" The bartender asks "what's with the huge pause?" The bear says,"I've had them all my life." Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Malcolm Posted October 31, 2007 Report Share Posted October 31, 2007 Young Pauly called his mother and announced excitedly that he had justmet the woman of his dreams and wanted to know what he should do next. His mother suggested, "Why don't you invite her to your place for ahome-cooked meal?" He thought this was a great idea and arranged a date for the nextweekend. His mother called the day after the big date to see how thingshad gone. He moaned, "Oh, mom, the evening was a complete disaster." His mother said, "Why, didn't she come over?" Pauly: "Oh, she came over, but she refused to cook!" Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Malcolm Posted November 3, 2007 Report Share Posted November 3, 2007 Prison or Work ? hmmmmmmm. Prison You spend the majority of your time in a 10X10 cell Work You spend the majority of your time in an 8X8 cubicle Prison You get three meals a day fully paid for Work You get a break for one meal and you have to pay for it Prison You get time off for good behavior Work You get more work for good behavior Prison The guard locks and unlocks all the doors for you Work You must often carry a security card and open all the doors for yourself Prison You can watch TV and play games Work You could get fired for watching TV and playing games Prison You get your own toilet Work You have to share the toilet with some people who pee on the seat Prison They allow your family and friends to visit Work You aren't even supposed to speak to your family Prison All expenses are paid by the taxpayers with no work required Work You get to pay all your expenses to go to work, and they deduct taxes from your salary to pay for prisoners, and welfare Prison You spend most of your life inside bars wanting to get out Work You spend most of your time wanting to get out and go inside bars Prison You must deal with sadistic wardens Work They are called managers THERE IS SOMETHING SERIOUSLY WRONG WITH THIS PICTURE!!!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Medziotojas Posted November 3, 2007 Report Share Posted November 3, 2007 Yeah, I've worked at both o them fish factories. ...and now the work's sh*ttier, and the money's less. Used to get double time on a Sunday, but from the Shetland Times I see it's a set rate now. The Sweaty Snatch is £6 per hour, and the minimun wage is £5.85 or there abouts. Way to go Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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