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IP: *.aine.pl 30.04.04, 20:37
There once was a powerful emperor who needed a new chief Samurai. So he put up
posters throughout the land saying he was searching for a new chief Samurai.
But after 2 months, only 3 Samurai applied for the job, a Japanese, a Chinese,
and Morris. So he interviewed all three.
The emperor first asked the Japanese to demonstrate why he should be his chief
Samurai. The Japanese opened a little silver box and out flew a little fly.
Whoosh went his sword and the fly dropped dead in two pieces. The emperor was
impressed.
The emperor then asked the Chinese to demonstrate why he should be his chief
Samurai. The Chinese opened a small pearl box and out flew a smaller fly.
Whoosh, whoosh went his sword and the fly dropped dead in four pieces. The
emperor was very impressed.
Then the emperor asked Morris to demonstrate why he should be his chief
Samurai. Morris opened a small gold box and out flew a wasp. Whoooooossshhh,
whoooooossshhh, whooooooossshhh, whoooooossshhh, whoooooossshhh went Morris's
sword, but the wasp was still alive and buzzing around the emperor.
The emperor was very disappointed and asked Morris, "After all your sword
play, why is the wasp not dead?"
Morris replied, "A circumcision is never intended to kill."
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    • Gość: White Rower Re: Super dowcip: IP: *.acn.pl 30.04.04, 20:49
      Fajnie, że przypomniałeś. Polska wersja była ze dwa lata temu, ale już zapomniałem.

      No to w zamian masz sowiecki, z subtelnym anty (nie, nie antysemickim podtekstem, -
      • Gość: Wqrwiony2 W większości krajów arabskich "kif" to także IP: *.aine.pl 30.04.04, 20:55
        określenie "trawki" - wiedzą o tym zwłaszcza "turyści" z Europy i USA, ciągnący
        do Maroka na tzw. "trekking" (bez urazy, prawdziwi trekkingowcy...)
        Pozdrawiam
        Wqrwiony2
      • Gość: Wqrwiony2 Jeszcze jeden - też dobry: IP: *.aine.pl 30.04.04, 20:58
        A priest and a rabbi were sharing a compartment on a train. After a while, the
        priest put down his book and said to the Rabbi, "I know that in your religion
        you're not supposed to eat pork... but have you really never ever tasted it?"
        The rabbi closed his newspaper and replied, "I must tell you the truth. Yes I
        have, on the odd occasion."
        The rabbi then had his turn to interrogate. He asked, "I know that in your
        religion you're supposed to be celibate... but..."
        The priest interrupted, "Yes, I know what you are going to ask, and yes, I have
        succumbed to temptation once or twice."
        The two continued with their reading and there was silence for a while.
        Then the rabbi peeked around his newspaper and said, "Better than pork, isn't it?"
        • Gość: Wqrwiony2 Następny: IP: *.aine.pl 30.04.04, 21:19
          Howard, a young gay man telephones his mother.
          "Mum, I've decided to go back into the closet. I've met a wonderful girl and we
          are going to be married. What do you think of this news? You'll be happier now -
          I know that my gay lifestyle has been very disturbing to you."
          She responds, "I'm very glad, Howard. I suppose it would be too much to hope
          that she's a Jewish girl?"
          Howard replies, "Not only is she Jewish, mum, but she comes from a wealthy
          Beverly Hills family."
          "So what's her name?"
          "Monica Lewinsky".
          There is a pause, then his mother asks, "What happened to that nice black boy
          you were dating last year?"
          • Gość: White Rower Re: Następny: IP: *.acn.pl 30.04.04, 21:39
            Bob goes into the public restroom and sees this guy standing next to the urinal. The guy has no arms. As Bob's standing there, taking care of business, he wonders to himself how the poor wretch is going to take a leak.

            Bob finishes and starts to leave when the man asks Bob to help him out. Being a kind soul, Bob says, "Ah, OK, sure, I'll help you."

            The man asks, "Can you unzip my zipper?"
            Bob says, "OK."
            Then the man says, "Can you pull it out for me?"
            Bob replies, "Uh, yeah, OK."

            Bob pulls it out and it has all kinds of mold and red bumps, with hair clumps, rashes, moles, scabs, scars, and reeks something awful. Then the guy asks Bob to point it for him, and Bob points for him. Bob then shakes it, puts it back in and zips it up.

            The guy tells Bob, "Thanks, man, I really appreciate it."

            Bob says, "No problem, but what the hell's wrong with your penis?"

            The guy pulls his arms out of his shirt and says, "I don't know, but I ain't touching it.
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