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Post by CrinklyArse »

post some kthnx
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losCHUNK
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Post by losCHUNK »

computer games dont affect kids, i mean if pacman affected us as kids we'd all be running round in darkened rooms, listening to repetive electronic music whilst munching magic pills
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Post by Guest »

Once a time there was someone in a forum who posted a thread that was asking people to post a joke in it…The day goes by and nobody ever answered it, just a few had a look at it but with no response. That poor guy spent the whole day awaiting for a reply then fell asleep before anyone showed up with one. He will be spending the night thinking/dreaming about it. When he will wake up he will go checking his thread to see if someone manifested in it.
Poor poor little boy…
Well…Here is one for you.
I am Pete…Pete Bond.
I know… I am not good at jokes.
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Post by ForM »



One day a cowboy rode in from the range and hitched his horse to the tether post. He strode inside and demanded a whiskey. After he splashed it back and slammed it back down on the bar he eyed the proprietor.
"I needs me a whore," he said, "And another whiskey."
The bar tender replied, "All of 'em are busy. "Cept for one."
"Is she pretty?"
"Oh hell yea!" Exclaimed the bartender.
"Then whats wrong with her?" The cowboy asked.
"Nothing far as I know," replied the bartender, "names Sand Paper Sally. Shes in room 7, up the stairs and end of the hall."
Cowboy splashed his whiskey back and set off to room 7.
When he oend the door the most exquisit woman with long blonde hair and small frame greated him. And rather plesently too.
"Sandy?" asked the cowboy.
"Yes Im Sandy," she replied.
So in he went. Thay kissed and rubbed and well soon he was entering her.
"Holy SHIT!" he exlaimed. "Now I know why the bartender called you Sand Paper Sandy. Cant you do anything about it?" He asked.
She asked him to remove himself and went out of the room.
Shortly she came back. She laid down and pulled him back inside.
"Oooooo my gawd!" he chimed as he was doing his thing.
"Your feeling so goooooooood. What did you do?"
"Oh nothing really," she said, "Just pulled the scabs and let the puss run."

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Post by axbaby »

doc said i had 2 weeks to live and asked what will i do with the rest of my time.

i told him i will spend my last 2 weeks with CrinklyArse , it will seem longer
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Post by Guest »

axbaby wrote:doc said i had 2 weeks to live and asked what will i do with the rest of my time.

i told him i will spend my last 2 weeks with CrinklyArse , it will seem longer
Then he changed his mind and came to visit me and never die.
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Post by phantasmagoria »

A woman was in a coma. Nurses were in her room giving her a sponge bath. One of them was washing her private area, and noticed that there was a response on the monitor when she touched her. They went to her husband and explained what happened, telling him, "Crazy as this sounds maybe a little oral sex will do the trick and bring her out of the coma."

The husband was skeptical, but they assured him, that they'd close the curtains for privacy. The hubby finally agreed and went into his wife's room.


After a few minutes the woman's monitor flat lined, no pulse, no heart rate.


The nurses ran into the room. "What happened?"


The husband replied,

































"I guess she choked."
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Post by bork[e] »

that's a good one. :olo:
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:olo: owned
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Post by Sanction »

:olo:
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