Best Jokes (continues)
Posted by: Adam Meredith on 28 April 2007
Heinz site's a wonderful thing.
I know a man who asks 100 girls for sex each day. He says it is just a numbers game and that if you ask enough girls, one at least, will say yes.
Mindful of this numbers game I have lived in hope that at least once a day I can look at one of mista h's 'jokes' and find it funny but so far this numbers game thingy does not seem to work so I feel reluctant to ask 100 girls for sex. So I will be sticking with the wife and scrolling down this ere joke thread pretty smartly to avoid any of his posts.
I know a man who asks 100 girls for sex each day. He says it is just a numbers game and that if you ask enough girls, one at least, will say yes.
Mindful of this numbers game I have lived in hope that at least once a day I can look at one of mista h's 'jokes' and find it funny but so far this numbers game thingy does not seem to work so I feel reluctant to ask 100 girls for sex. So I will be sticking with the wife and scrolling down this ere joke thread pretty smartly to avoid any of his posts.
There is no point looking for something funny if you don't have a sense of humour. Similarly, there is no point asking 100 girls for sex when you are a w@nker.
"Take it away boys."
I wasn't going to fight with her. I just gave her the bloody cake.
I know a man who asks 100 girls for sex each day. He says it is just a numbers game and that if you ask enough girls, one at least, will say yes.
Mindful of this numbers game I have lived in hope that at least once a day I can look at one of mista h's 'jokes' and find it funny but so far this numbers game thingy does not seem to work so I feel reluctant to ask 100 girls for sex. So I will be sticking with the wife and scrolling down this ere joke thread pretty smartly to avoid any of his posts.
There is no point looking for something funny if you don't have a sense of humour. Similarly, there is no point asking 100 girls for sex when you are a w@nker.
A big + 1. I enjoy most of mista h's stuff, but even if I didn't, I simply don't understand the rudeness.
Found on the Refrigerator One Morning :
My Dear Wife,
You will surely understand that I have certain needs that you, being 54
years old, can no longer satisfy. I am very happy with you and I value
you as a good wife. Therefore, after reading this letter, I hope that you
will not wrongly interpret the fact that I will be spending the evening
with my 18 year old secretary at the Comfort Inn Hotel. Please don't be
upset----I shall be home before midnight.
When the man came home late that night, he found the following letter on
the dining room table:
My Dear Husband,
I received your letter and thank you for your honesty
about my being 54 years old. I would like to take this opportunity to
remind you that you are also 54 years old. As you know, I am a math
teacher at our local college. I would like to inform you that while you
read this, I will be at the Hotel Fiesta with Michael, one of my
students, who is also the assistant tennis coach. He is young, virile,
and like your secretary, is 18 years old.
As a successful businessman who has an excellent knowledge of math, you
will understand that we are in the same situation, although with one small
difference - 18 goes into 54 a lot more times than 54 goes into 18.
Therefore, I will not be home until sometime tomorrow.
I've tried everything: drugs, alcohol, even hypnosis.
A big + 1. I enjoy most of mista h's stuff, but even if I didn't, I simply don't understand the rudeness.
I think mista's jokes are banal and infantile but then I'm a grown up and as I don't have any children of school age I'm a bit out of touch with what passes as humour in the school play ground. My post was an attempt at humour too but you and jjbomber have not seen the joke. I wonder if you see the irony? My post was deliberately slippery and you both fell for it. Who are the wankers here?
Found on the Refrigerator One Morning :
My Dear Wife,
You will surely understand that I have certain needs that you, being 54
years old, can no longer satisfy. I am very happy with you and I value
you as a good wife. Therefore, after reading this letter, I hope that you
will not wrongly interpret the fact that I will be spending the evening
with my 18 year old secretary at the Comfort Inn Hotel. Please don't be
upset----I shall be home before midnight.
When the man came home late that night, he found the following letter on
the dining room table:
My Dear Husband,
I received your letter and thank you for your honesty
about my being 54 years old. I would like to take this opportunity to
remind you that you are also 54 years old. As you know, I am a math
teacher at our local college. I would like to inform you that while you
read this, I will be at the Hotel Fiesta with Michael, one of my
students, who is also the assistant tennis coach. He is young, virile,
and like your secretary, is 18 years old.
As a successful businessman who has an excellent knowledge of math, you
will understand that we are in the same situation, although with one small
difference - 18 goes into 54 a lot more times than 54 goes into 18.
Therefore, I will not be home until sometime tomorrow.
I enjoyed this written joke. Genuinely clever, just wish there had been some pictures posted along with it .
Despite his name, he wasn't very well-spoken.
There is no point looking for something funny if you don't have a sense of humour. Similarly, there is no point asking 100 girls for sex when you are a w@nker.
Now that is funny.
My post was deliberately slippery and you both fell for it. Who are the wankers here?
No one believes that. Suck it up and move on.
So I bought her a bunch of DAFs.
I know a man who asks 100 girls for sex each day. He says it is just a numbers game and that if you ask enough girls, one at least, will say yes.
Mindful of this numbers game I have lived in hope that at least once a day I can look at one of mista h's 'jokes' and find it funny but so far this numbers game thingy does not seem to work so I feel reluctant to ask 100 girls for sex. So I will be sticking with the wife and scrolling down this ere joke thread pretty smartly to avoid any of his posts.
There is no point looking for something funny if you don't have a sense of humour. Similarly, there is no point asking 100 girls for sex when you are a w@nker.
A big + 1. I enjoy most of mista h's stuff, but even if I didn't, I simply don't understand the rudeness.
Thank you Clay.What i do if i dont like something i just DELETE it and move on....simple.
Mista H
He replied "Erm, yeah... that's right."
THE PROFESSOR SAID, “WELL, THERE'S NOTHING BETTER THAN AN EXAMPLE TO ILLUSTRATE THAT. IMAGINE YOU ARE LAYING IN A BIG BED WITH A BEAUTIFUL NAKED YOUNG WOMAN ON ONE SIDE AND A GAY MAN ON THE OTHER SIDE. WHO ARE YOU GOING TO TURN YOUR BACK ON?”
In the papers today !! do any of you live in these towns.
Top ten UK towns for affairs
1. Maidenhead - 1,316 affairs, population 63,580 (2.07%)
2. Livingston - 1,080 affairs, population 56,269 (1.92%)
3. Farnborough - 1,008 affairs, population 65,034 (1.55%)
4. Loughborough - 877 affairs, population 59,932 (1.48%)
5. Bracknell - 1,128 affairs, population 77,256 (1.46%)
6. Gravesend - 784 affairs, population 55,467 (1.41%)
7. Beeston - 702 affairs, population 51,479 (1.36%)
8. Aldershot - 776 affairs, population 57,211 (1.35%)
9. Gosport - 960 affairs, population 71,529 (1.34%)
10. Taunton - 802 affairs, population 60,479 (1.33%)
Anyone remember these !!
One for Debs.
Subject: Nick Clegg
Nick Clegg walked into a branch of HSBC to cash a cheque. As he approached the cashier he said "Good morning, could you please cash
this cheque for me"?
Cashier: "It would be my pleasure Sir. Could you please show me your ID?"
Clegg: "Well I didn’t bring my ID with me as I didn't think there was any need to. I am Nick Clegg, the Deputy Prime Minister!!!"
Cashier: "I’m sorry, but with all the regulations, monitoring, of the banks because of impostors and forgers, etc. I must insist on proof of
identity."
Clegg: "Just ask anyone here at the bank who I am and they will tell you. Everybody knows who I am."
Cashier: "I am sorry Deputy Prime Minister but these are the bank rules and I must follow them."
Clegg: "I need this cheque cashed."
Cashier: "Perhaps there’s another way: One day Colin Montgomery came into the bank without ID. To prove he was Colin Montgomery he pulled out his putting iron and
made a beautiful shot across the bank into a cup. With that shot we knew him to be Colin Montgomery and cashed his cheque.
Another time, Andy Murray came in without ID. He pulled out his tennis racquet and made a fabulous shot where the tennis ball landed in my cup. With that spectacular
shot we cashed his cheque..
So sir, what can you do to prove that you, and only you, are the Deputy Prime Minister?"
Clegg stood there thinking and finally said: "Honestly, I can't think of a single thing I'm good at."
Cashier: "Will that be large or small notes, Deputy Prime Minister?"