OK but my version SOUNDS better in Jockspeak...
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OK but my version SOUNDS better in Jockspeak...
This was the first joke I was ever told. It remains hilarious today, but probably not for the original reasons. Remember, I was five when I was told it.
A young lady was out walking with her three dogs.
They were called Bum, Tits and Willy.
Unfortunately while in the park she lost the dogs.
She found a policeman, luckily, and said:
Have you seen my Bum, Tits and Willy?
The policeman said: No, but I'd like to!
This was the first joke I was ever told. It remains hilarious today, but probably not for the original reasons. Remember, I was five when I was told it.
A young lady was out walking with her three dogs.
They were called Bum, Tits and Willy.
Unfortunately while in the park she lost the dogs.
She found a policeman, luckily, and said:
Have you seen my Bum, Tits and Willy?
The policeman said: No, but I'd like to!
A thick blue line walks into a pub and asks for half of shandy.
The landlord tells him to Sling his hook as they don't serve lines.
Then a thick red line walks into the same pub and asks for half of shandy.
The annoyed landlord tells him to Sling his hook as they don't serve lines.
Then a normal sized red line walks into the same pub and asks for half of shandy.
The stressed landlord tells him to Sling his hook as they don't serve lines.
Then a normal sized yellow line walks into the pub and asks for half of shandy.
The exasperated landlord tells him to Sling his hook as they don't serve lines.
Then a normal sized red and white line walks into the pub and asks for half of shandy.
The raging landlord tells him to Sling his hook as they don't serve lines.
Finally a thin red line walks into the pub and asks for 18 pints of Stella, a bottle of vodka, a bottle of absinthe, the specific packet of peanuts covering the ladies boobies, 20 B&H, a Snowball and a packet of bacon wheat crunchies.
The smiling landlord was all to happy to serve.
When the thin red line left to find a seat, Howard the Regular, who had witnessed the evenings events unfold couldn't help but ask:-
"Maurice, you refused to serve the think blue line a shandy.
You refused to serve the think red line a shandy.
You refused to serve the normal sized red line a shandy.
You refused to serve the normal sized yellow line a shandy.
You refused to serve the alternate red and white line a shandy.
And yet when the thin red line comes in and asks for a cocktail of drinks that will result in someone ending up in hospital, you're only to happy to oblige, why?
Although that said I'm pleased the thin red line took the boobie peanuts"
The landlord replied:-
"You see Howard The Regular, I could tell the others to sling their hooks but the thin red line is a cyclepath"
Dad joke alert
***Late night*** Dad joke.
Not entirely sure how this thread has gone on so long without this classic from the archives:-
How do you make a hormone?
OK but my version SOUNDS better in Jockspeak...
Man walks into a bakery in Glasgow, points at the display cabinet and asks "Is that a doughnut or a meringue?" Baker replies "You're no wrang, it's a doughnut"
Have you been sniffing Tippex again?
A thick blue line walks into a pub and asks for half of shandy.
The landlord tells him to Sling his hook as they don't serve lines.
Then a thick red line walks into the same pub and asks for half of shandy.
The annoyed landlord tells him to Sling his hook as they don't serve lines.
Then a normal sized red line walks into the same pub and asks for half of shandy.
The stressed landlord tells him to Sling his hook as they don't serve lines.
Then a normal sized yellow line walks into the pub and asks for half of shandy.
The exasperated landlord tells him to Sling his hook as they don't serve lines.
Then a normal sized red and white line walks into the pub and asks for half of shandy.
The raging landlord tells him to Sling his hook as they don't serve lines.
Finally a thin red line walks into the pub and asks for 18 pints of Stella, a bottle of vodka, a bottle of absinthe, the specific packet of peanuts covering the ladies boobies, 20 B&H, a Snowball and a packet of bacon wheat crunchies.
The smiling landlord was all to happy to serve.
When the thin red line left to find a seat, Howard the Regular, who had witnessed the evenings events unfold couldn't help but ask:-
"Maurice, you refused to serve the think blue line a shandy.
You refused to serve the think red line a shandy.
You refused to serve the normal sized red line a shandy.
You refused to serve the normal sized yellow line a shandy.
You refused to serve the alternate red and white line a shandy.
And yet when the thin red line comes in and asks for a cocktail of drinks that will result in someone ending up in hospital, you're only to happy to oblige, why?
Although that said I'm pleased the thin red line took the boobie peanuts"
The landlord replied:-
"You see Howard The Regular, I could tell the others to sling their hooks but the thin red line is a cyclepath"
This was a joke from 1963. Back then we used to sniff fences (creosote) and the vapor from the road-menders' vat of molten tar. None of your health and safety bollox in those days, matey