Just One More, I Promise…
… it was too funny NOT to share with you guys…


… it was too funny NOT to share with you guys…

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Someone has to introduce comedy here. You can’t be as boring by posting political shit all the time…
I would much rather post humor than talk about political bullshit. And frankly, politics is becoming more about BULLSHIT than anything real.
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Only an hour later? He must be prepping himself with an Indian curry.
LC Gunsniper says:
Hey, I love curry. Red, green, yellow…it is all good. I make a mean chicken curry that will make you cry because it tastes so good.
DJ Allyn recently posted..People Are Strange – The Doors
Pretty good card. I shit you not.
Ok, in the spirit of “Teh Funneh”, How about:
A guy walked into the local welfare office to pick up his check. He marched straight up to the counter and said, “Hi. You know, I just HATE drawing welfare. I’d really rather have a job.” The social worker behind the counter said, “Your timing is excellent. We just got a job opening from a very wealthy old man who is looking for a Chauffeur and bodyguard for his beautiful daughter.”
“You will have to drive around in his 2008 Mercedes-Benz 500 SEL, and since his daughter is rather stylish, he will also provide a clothing allowance. Because of the long hours, meals will be provided for you. You’ll also be expected to escort the daughter on her overseas holiday trips.” “This part is rather awkward to say but you will also have as part of your job assignment to satisfy her sexual urges as the daughter is in her mid-20′s and has a rather strong sex drive.” “A two-bedroom loft-style apartment with plasma TV, surround-sound, and a stocked bar, located above the garage, will be designated for your sole use and the job pays $100,000 a year.”
The guy, just plain wide-eyed, said, “You’re bullshittin’ me!”
The social worker said, “Yeah, well . . You started it.”
DJ Allyn @ #4:
So do I. It just happens to like using my GI tract as a dragstrip. It’s more than worth the extra bathroom trips.
“I shit you knot” OW! OOWWWW! OOOOWWWWWWWW!!!!
Nyuk, nyuk!
I stole it and posted it on my FB wall.
Barry belonged to the Choom Gang. Yes We Cannabis !!!!!
Corduroy pillows are making headlines!
Two ions were walking down the street, and one of them stopped and said, “Hey, I think I’m missing an electron!”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m positive!”
A baby seal walks into a bar. The bartender says, “What’ll ya have?” The baby seal says, “I dunno … anything but a Canadian Club on the rocks!”
A local newspaper had a contest for the best pun. Hoping to increase his chances of winning, a man sent in ten puns in the hope that one would win. But no pun in ten did.
A rope was riding through the desert, stopped in a town, went into the saloon and, being very thirsty, ordered a beer. The bartender said, “We don’t serve ropes here.” The rope tried two more saloons and, after receiving the same treatment, got an idea. As a disguise he partially unraveled himself and tied a knot on top. Then the rope went into yet another saloon and ordered a beer. The bartender, suspicious, said, “Say … aren’t you a rope?” And the rope said, “No, I’m a frayed knot.”
After the Flood, God told all of the animals to be fruitful and multiply. All of the animals proceeded to obey God’s command, except the snakes. Noah noticed that the snakes were not multiplying, so he talked to them and asked them why. They replied that they couldn’t multiply, as they were adders. Noah sat down at a crude table and thought about how he could get the snakes to multiply. He thought and thought, then he finally lifted the snakes on to the table and left them there for a bit. When he returned there were now many little snakes, and Noah realized that even adders can multiply with a log table to help them.
There was this Indian tribe that believed that if a pregnant woman gave birth on an animal hide, her child would inherit some of the characteristics of that animal. At this one particular time, there were three women in labor. The first woman wanted her child to be cunning like the wolf, so she lay down to give birth on a wolf hide. The second wanted her child to be strong like the bear, so she lay down to give birth on a bear hide. The third woman was very small, and because she was small, was picked on all her life. She did not want her child to suffer the same way. She wanted her child to be big, so she lay down to give birth on a hippopotamus hide. All three women gave birth to boys. As the tribal statistician was recording all the information about the births, he noticed that together the two children from the wolf and bear hides weighed as much as the woman who gave birth on the hippopotamus hide. From this he concluded that the squaw of the hippopotamus was equal to the sons of the squaws of the other two hides.