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Understanding English hospitality
An American tourist in London decides to skip his tour group and explore the city on his own. He wanders around, seeing the sights, and occasionally stopping at a quaint pub to soak up the local culture, chat with the lads, and have a pint of Guinness. After awhile, he finds himself in a very high class neighbourhood.....big, stately residences...no pubs, no stores, no restaurants, and worst of all...NO PUBLIC RESTROOMS. He really, really has to go, after all those Guinness’. He finds a narrow side street, with high walls surrounding the adjacent buildings and decides to use the wall to solve his problem.

As he is unzipping, he is tapped on the shoulder by a London Bobby, who says, "I say, sir, you simply cannot do that here, you know."

 

"I'm very sorry, officer," replies the American, "but I really, really HAVE TO GO, and I just can't find a public restroom."

 

"Ah, yes," said the bobby..."Just follow me". He leads him to a back "delivery alley", then along a wall to a gate, which he opens. "In there," points the bobby. "Whiz away sir, anywhere you want."

 

The fellow enters and finds himself in the most beautiful garden he has ever seen. Manicured grass lawns, statuary, fountains, sculpted hedges, and huge beds of gorgeous flowers, all in perfect bloom. Since he has the cop's blessing, he unburdens himself and is greatly relieved. As he goes back through the gate, he says to the bobby, "That was really decent of you... is that what you call 'English Hospitality'?"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"No, sir" replies the bobby, "that is what we call the French Embassy."

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Two French paratroopers were seconded to the SAS for special training.

After the first day they met up in the bar. "Ah, Pierre ," asks one, "'ow 'av you been doing?"

"Merde!" answers Pierre . "I 'av 'ad ze most terrible day. Terrible! At seex zis morning I was woken by zis beeg 'airy sergeant. 'E dragged me out of bed and onto ze parade ground. "

"And zen what 'appened?" enquired his mate.

"I will tell you what 'appened! 'E made me climb urp zis seely leetle platform five ft off ze ground and zen 'e said "Jurmp!"

"And did you jurmp?" asks his mate.

"I did not. I told 'im - 'I am a French paratrooper. I do not jurmp five feet. Eet is beneath my dignity. "

"And zen what 'appened?" asks his mate.

"Zen 'e made me climb urp zis seely leetle platform ten feet off ze ground, and 'e said "Jurmp. "

"And did you jurmp?" asks his mate.

"I did not. I told 'im - 'I am a French paratrooper. I do not jurmp ten feet. Eet is beneath my dignity. "

"What 'appened zen?" asks his mate.

"Zen 'e made me climb urp zis rickety platform un'undred feet above ze parade ground. 'E undid 'is trousers, took out zis enormous peenis, and 'e said, 'If you do not jurmp, I am going to steek zis right urp your burm!'"

"Sacre Bleu, mon ami" says his mate. "And did you jurmp?"

"A leetle……… at ze beginning."

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An elderly Italian man who lived on the outskirts of Rimini, Italy, went to the local church for confession.

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A cowboy and his wife had just got married and found a nice hotel for their wedding night. The man approached the front desk and asked for a room.

 

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My wife asked me if I had any fantasies.

I said "Yeah I've got this one where were complete strangers and we've never met".

 

"Ohhh" she said "And then you pick me up in a bar or something?"

 

 

 

 

"No" I replied "Just the first bit!"

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What deep thinkers men are...

I mowed the lawn today, and after doing so I sat down and had a cold beer.

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On the other hand, you never hear a guy say, "You know, I think I would like another kick in the nuts."

I rest my case.

Time for another beer.

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Two French paratroopers were seconded to the SAS for special training.

After the first day they met up in the bar. "Ah, Pierre ," asks one, "'ow 'av you been doing?"

"Merde!" answers Pierre . "I 'av 'ad ze most terrible day. Terrible! At seex zis morning I was woken by zis beeg 'airy sergeant. 'E dragged me out of bed and onto ze parade ground. "

"And zen what 'appened?" enquired his mate.

"I will tell you what 'appened! 'E made me climb urp zis seely leetle platform five ft off ze ground and zen 'e said "Jurmp!"

"And did you jurmp?" asks his mate.

"I did not. I told 'im - 'I am a French paratrooper. I do not jurmp five feet. Eet is beneath my dignity. "

"And zen what 'appened?" asks his mate.

"Zen 'e made me climb urp zis seely leetle platform ten feet off ze ground, and 'e said "Jurmp. "

"And did you jurmp?" asks his mate.

"I did not. I told 'im - 'I am a French paratrooper. I do not jurmp ten feet. Eet is beneath my dignity. "

"What 'appened zen?" asks his mate.

"Zen 'e made me climb urp zis rickety platform un'undred feet above ze parade ground. 'E undid 'is trousers, took out zis enormous peenis, and 'e said, 'If you do not jurmp, I am going to steek zis right urp your burm!'"

"Sacre Bleu, mon ami" says his mate. "And did you jurmp?"

"A leetle……… at ze beginning."

 

OMG! :lol:

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Pierre, a French fighter pilot took his new girlfriend, Marie, out for a pleasant little picnic by the River Seine.

It's a beautiful day, and love is in the air.

Marie leans over to Pierre, and says,

"Pierre, kiss me!"

Pierre grabsa bottle of Merlot and splashes it across her face.

"What are you doing, Pierre?" stammered the startled Marie

"I am Pierre the fighter pilot! When I have red meat, I have red wine!"

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Things heat up a little, and Marie asks

"Pierre, kiss me lower"

Pierre tore through her lacy blouse, and doused her breasts in Chardonnay.

"Pierre! What are you doing?"

"I am Pierre the fighter Pilot! When I have white meat, I have white wine!"

 

Things start to properly steam up at this point

Marie leans in breathlessly, and whispers

"Pierre, kiss me lower!"

Pierre ripped off her underwear, pulled out a bottle of brandy and poured it liberally across her lap, before tossing the empty bottle away.

He pulls a box of matches, strikes one, tossing it onto her moist flesh. WoooF!

Marie stands up screaming, yelling

"Pierre, what in hell do you think you are doing?"

 

Defiantly he cried: "I am Pierre the fighter pilot! When I go down, I go down in flames!"

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Two French paratroopers were seconded to the SAS for special training.

After the first day they met up in the bar. "Ah, Pierre ," asks one, "'ow 'av you been doing?"

"Merde!" answers Pierre . "I 'av 'ad ze most terrible day. Terrible! At seex zis morning I was woken by zis beeg 'airy sergeant. 'E dragged me out of bed and onto ze parade ground. "

"And zen what 'appened?" enquired his mate.

"I will tell you what 'appened! 'E made me climb urp zis seely leetle platform five ft off ze ground and zen 'e said "Jurmp!"

"And did you jurmp?" asks his mate.

"I did not. I told 'im - 'I am a French paratrooper. I do not jurmp five feet. Eet is beneath my dignity. "

"And zen what 'appened?" asks his mate.

"Zen 'e made me climb urp zis seely leetle platform ten feet off ze ground, and 'e said "Jurmp. "

"And did you jurmp?" asks his mate.

"I did not. I told 'im - 'I am a French paratrooper. I do not jurmp ten feet. Eet is beneath my dignity. "

"What 'appened zen?" asks his mate.

"Zen 'e made me climb urp zis rickety platform un'undred feet above ze parade ground. 'E undid 'is trousers, took out zis enormous peenis, and 'e said, 'If you do not jurmp, I am going to steek zis right urp your burm!'"

"Sacre Bleu, mon ami" says his mate. "And did you jurmp?"

"A leetle at ze beginning."

OMG! :lol:

Heard that one years ago about a guy doing his first jump in the 101st. Good then. I like it better Frenchified.

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This salesman walks into a fancy bar on the 60th floor of a new highrise, sits down and orders a drink. The guy sitting next to him is a bit tipsy, and he looks over and says "I bet you didn't know this but the winds this high up are so strong you can jump out the window and they'll blow you back in." The salesman looks doubtful, so the second guy hops off the barstool, runs and jumps through the window... falls for a bit and then wooooosh comes back in through the window, landing on his feet. The salesman says "holy shit that's the most amazing thing I've ever seen..." and so he runs and jumps through the window, falling to his death. The bartender looks up and says,

 

You're a real asshole when you're drunk Superman

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Sarcasm:

 

English teacher states that two positives cannot make a negative and gives an example: "I don't know nothing" therefore I must know something. Again states it is impossible in the English language for two positives to be a negative.

 

Guy in the back says, "yeah, right!'.

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Vern works hard at the Phone Company but spends two nights each week bowling, and plays golf every Saturday.

His wife thinks he's pushing himself too hard, so for his birthday she takes him to a local strip club.

The doorman at the club greets them and says, "Hey Vern! How ya doin?"

His wife is puzzled and asks if he's been to this club before. "Oh no," says Vern. "He's in my bowling league."

When they are seated, a waitress asks Vern If he'd like his usual and brings over a Budweiser.

His wife is becoming increasingly uncomfortable and says, "How did she know that you drink Budweiser?"

"I recognize her, she's the waitress from the golf club. I always have a Bud at the end of the 1st nine, honey."

A stripper then comes over to their table, throws her arms around Vern, starts to rub herself all over him and says...

"Hi Vern. Want your usual table dance, big boy?"

Vern's wife, now furious, grabs her purse and storms out of the club. Vern follows and spots her getting into a cab.

Before she can slam the door, he jumps in beside her.

Vern tries desperately to explain how the stripper must have mistaken him for someone else, but his wife is having none of it.

She is screaming at him at the top of her lungs, calling him every 4 letter word in the book...

The cabby turns around and says, 'Geez Vern, you picked up a real bitch this time.'

VERN'S FUNERAL WILL BE HELD THIS COMING FRIDAY

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More For those who don't know the jokes in the punchline thread :

 

Every day all year Betsy brought a little box of raisins for her teacher

 

One day Betsy stopped.

After a week of no raisins the Teacher finally asked,"Why did you stop bringing raisins?"

 

 

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My rabbit died.

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A man dies and goes straight to Hell. He is greeted by The Devil, who offers to show him around.

"What are you standing there looking so sad and frightened about, my friend? Don't believe that BS they teach you in church! Hell is f*** awesome! You can indulge in every sin and vice you want.....and there's never any consequences for you, because you're already dead! How great is that?! Do you drink?"

"Um..sure, yeah I drink", the man mutters nervously.

"Well, you're gonna love Mondays", the Devil responds. "From expensive French champagne to the most exotic spirits, whatever your fancy, on Mondays you can drink as much as you want. And you'll never get drunk or hungover, because you're already dead! How great is that! Do you smoke?"

"Yeah, I smoke", the man says, a bit less nervously.

"Well, you're gonna love Tuesdays. From the finest Cuban cigars to the old Sherlock Holmes pipe, on Tuesdays you can do nothing but smoke. And you'll never get lung cancer, because you're already dead! How great is that! Do you do drugs?"

Feeling more confident now, the man confides "Well...in my youth, you know...I experimented a little"

"Well, you're gonna love Wednesdays. Uppers, downers, poppers, mind-benders. From cough syrup to Colombia's finest, on Wednesdays you can take as many drugs as you want. And you'll never get addicted or overdose, because you're already dead! How great is that! Do you like to party?"

The man is excited now, and declares 'Yeah! I love to party!"

"Well, you're gonna love Thursdays. From a calypso carnival to a nightclub rave, however you like to party, on Thursdays you can party all day and all night! And you'll never get tired or partying, because you're already dead! How great is that! Do you like women?"

The man is jumping out his skin now "F**k yeah!! I love women!!"

"Well you're gonna love Fridays. Three girls for every guy, young girls, old girls, white, Asian, black...any fantasy you want will be fulfilled on Fridays! And you'll never have to worry about protection or STDs, because you're already dead! How great is that! Are you gay? Do you like 12 inches taking you in the ass??"

Shocked, the man quickly says "NO! NO, absolutely not!!"

The Devil suddenly looks subdued and embarassed. "Oh......er.....well.......you're REALLY gonna hate Saturdays and Sundays......"

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Subject: DO YOU BELIEVE IN COINCIDENCE?

A chicken farmer went to the local bar. He sat next to a woman and ordered champagne.

The woman said: "How strange, I also just ordered a glass of champagne".

"What a coincidence" - said the farmer, who added: "It is a special day for me...I am celebrating"

"It is a special day for me too, I am also celebrating!" - said the woman.

"What a coincidence." - said the farmer.

While they toasted, the man asked: "What are you celebrating?"

"My husband and I have been trying to have a child for years, and today, my gynecologist told me that I was pregnant".

"What a coincidence!" said the man. "I am a chicken farmer and for years all my hens were infertile, but now they are all set to lay fertilized eggs."

"This is awesome." said the woman. "What did you do for your chickens to become fertile?"

"I used a different rooster." he said.

The woman smiled and said: "What a coincidence."

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A seven year old boy was at the centre of a courtroom drama yesterday when he challenged a court ruling over who should have custody of him. The boy has a history of being beaten by his parents and the judge initially awarded custody to his aunt, in keeping with the child custody law and regulations requiring that family unity be maintained to the degree possible. The boy surprised the court when he proclaimed that his aunt beat him more than his parents and he adamantly refused to live with her. When the judge suggested that he live with his grandparents, the boy cried out that they also beat him. After considering the remainder of the immediate family and learning that domestic violence was apparently a way of life among them, the judge took the unprecedented step of allowing the boy to propose who should have custody of him. After two recesses to check legal references and confer with child welfare officials, the judge granted temporary custody to the England rugby team, whom the boy firmly believes are not capable of beating anyone.

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A seven year old boy was at the centre of a courtroom drama yesterday when he challenged a court ruling over who should have custody of him. The boy has a history of being beaten by his parents and the judge initially awarded custody to his aunt, in keeping with the child custody law and regulations requiring that family unity be maintained to the degree possible. The boy surprised the court when he proclaimed that his aunt beat him more than his parents and he adamantly refused to live with her. When the judge suggested that he live with his grandparents, the boy cried out that they also beat him. After considering the remainder of the immediate family and learning that domestic violence was apparently a way of life among them, the judge took the unprecedented step of allowing the boy to propose who should have custody of him. After two recesses to check legal references and confer with child welfare officials, the judge granted temporary custody to the Detroit Lions England rugby football team, whom the boy firmly believes are not capable of beating anyone.

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A fighter pilot walks into a bar and takes a seat next to a very attractive woman.

He gives her a quick glance then causally looks at his watch for a moment.

The woman notices this and asks, "Is your date running late?" "No", he replies,"I just got this state-of the-art watch, and I was just testing it.."

The intrigued woman says, "A state-of-the-art watch? What"s so special about it?"

The fighter pilot explains, "It uses alpha waves to talk to me telepathically."

The lady says, "What"s it telling you now?"

Well, it says you're not wearing any panties."

The woman giggles and replies "Well it must be broken because I am wearing panties!"

The fighter pilot smiles, taps his watch and says, "Damn thing's an hour fast."

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A famous American golfer is invited to go to China for a golfing tournament.

From the second he gets there, he is treated like a king. He is given five-star treatment in a five-star hotel until the day of the tournament.

The night before the tournament, he is sitting in his hotel room watching TV. A hot Asian girl walks up to his room and he says, "Wow. They must really love me here."

He begins to have sex with her the whole night.

She continues to scream, "Chung Hoi! Chung Hoi!," but he ignores it.

At the tournament, the American golfer gets a hole-in-one and gets really excited. He starts yelling, "Chung Hoi! Chung Hoi!"

One of the Chinese golfers says, "What do you mean 'WRONG HOLE'?"

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Two Scottish nuns have just arrived in USA by boat and one says to the other, "I hear that the people of this country actually eat dogs." "Odd," her companion replies, "but if we shall live in America, we might as well do as the Americans do." Nodding emphatically, the mother superior points to a hot dog vendor and they both walk towards the cart. "Two dogs, please," says one. The vendor is only too pleased to oblige, wraps both hot dogs in foil and hands them over the counter. Excited, the nuns hurry to a bench and begin to unwrap their dogs. The mother superior is first to open hers.
She begins to blush and, then, staring at it for a moment, leans to the other nun and whispers cautiously, "What part did you get?"

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A young Naval Officer was in a terrible car accident, but due to the heroics of the hospital staff the only permanent injury was the loss of one ear. Since he wasn’t physically impaired he remained in the military and eventually became an Admiral. However, during his career he was always sensitive about his appearance. One day the Admiral was interviewing two Navy Master Chiefs and a Marine Gunnery Sergeant for his personal staff. The first Master Chief was a Surface Navy type and it was a great interview. At the end of the interview the Admiral asked him, “Do you notice anything different about me?” The Master Chief answered, “Why yes. I couldn’t help but notice you are missing your starboard ear, so I don’t know whether this impacts your hearing on that side.” The Admiral got very angry at this lack of tact and threw him out of his office. The next candidate, an Aviation Master Chief, when asked this same question, answered, “Well yes, you seem to be short one ear.” The Admiral threw him out also. The third interview was with the Marine Gunnery Sergeant . He was articulate, extremely sharp, and seemed to know more than the two Master Chiefs put together. The Admiral wanted this guy, but went ahead with the same question. “Do you notice anything different about me?” To his surprise the Gunnery Sergeant said, “Yes Sir. You wear contact lenses.” The Admiral was impressed and thought to himself, what an incredibly tactful Marine. “And how do you know that?” the Admiral asked. The Gunny replied, “Well sir, it’s pretty hard to wear glasses with only one ear.”

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Finding one of her students making faces at others on the playground, Old Maid Ms. Smith stopped to gently reprimand the child. Smiling sweetly, the Sunday school teacher said, "Johnny, when I was a little girl, I was told if that I made ugly faces, it would freeze and I would stay like that." Little Johnny looked up and replied, "Well, Ms Smith, you can't say you weren't warned."

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A woman and her boyfriend are out for New Years having a few drinks. While they're sitting there having a good time together she starts talking about this really great new drink. The more she talks about it the more excited she gets, and starts trying to talk her boyfriend into having one.

 

After a while he gives in and lets her order the drink for him. The bartender brings the drink and puts the following on the bar -- a salt shaker, a shot of Baileys and a shot of lime juice. The boyfriend looks at the items quizzically and the woman explains.

 

"First you put a bit of the salt on your tongue, next you drink the shot of Baileys and hold it in your mouth, and finally you drink the lime juice."

 

So, the boyfriend, trying to go along and please her, goes for it. He put the salt on his tongue -- salty but OK.

 

Holding the shot of Baileys in his mouth, he picks up the lime juice and drinks it.

 

In one second the sharp lime taste hits...

 

...at two seconds the Baileys curdles...

 

...at three seconds the salty curdled bitter taste hits.

 

This trigger his gag reflex but being manly, and not wanting to disappoint his grilfriend, he swallows the now nasty drink. When he finally chokes it down he turns to his girlfriend.

 

 

 

She smiles widely and says, "So, how did you like it? It's called 'Blow Job's Revenge'.

Without the salt its called a 'Cement Mixer'.

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We went to see a movie the other night. I sat in an aisle seat as I usually do because it feels a little roomier. Just as the feature was about to start, a blonde from the center of the row got up and started working her way out. “Excuse me, sorry, oops, excuse me, pardon me, gotta hurry, oops, excuse me.” By the time she got to me, I was trying to look around her and I was a little impatient, so I said, “Couldn’t you have done this a little earlier?” “No!” she said in a loud whisper. “The ‘TURN OFF YOUR CELL PHONE PLEASE’ message just flashed up on the screen and mine is in the car.”

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A hooded robber burst into a bank and forced the cashier to load a sack full of cash. On his way out the door, a brave customer grabbed the hood and pulled it off, revealing the robber’s face. The robber shot the customer without any hesitation.
He then looked around the bank and noticed one of the cashiers looking straight at him.
The robber instantly shot him also. Everyone in the bank, by now very scared, looked intently down at the floor in silence.
The robber yelled, “Well, did anyone else see my face?”
There are a few moments of utter silence in which everyone was plainly too afraid to speak.
Then, one old guy, named frank tentatively raised his hand and said, “My wife got a pretty good look at you”

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The IRS Office suspected a fishing boat owner wasn't paying proper wages to his deckhand and sent an agent to investigate him.
 
IRS AUDITOR: "I need a list of your employees and how much you pay them".
 
Boat Owner: "Well, there's Butch, my deckhand, he's been with me for 3 years; he's the future.
I pay him $1,000 a week plus free room and board. 

Then there's the mentally challenged guy.
He works about 18 hours every day and does about 90% of the work around here. 

He makes about $10 per week, pays his own room and board, and I buy him a bottle of Jamesons Whiskey and a dozen Budwiesers every Saturday night so he can cope with life.He also gets to sleep with my wife occasionally".
 
IRS AUDITOR: "That's the guy I want to talk to - the mentally challenged one".
 
Boat Owner: "That'll be me. What'd you want to know?" :lol:

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Everybody on earth dies and goes to heaven.
God comes and says "I want the men to make two lines. One line for the men that dominated their women on earth and the other line for the men that were whipped by their women.
Also, I want all the women to go with St Peter." Said and done, the next time God looks the women are gone and there are two lines.
The line of the men that were whipped was 100 miles long, on the line of men that dominated women there was only one man.
God got mad and said. "You men should be ashamed of yourselves. I created you in my image, and you were all whipped by your mates. Look at the only one of my sons that stood up and made me proud. Learn from him!
"Tell them my son how did you manage to be the only one on that line?"
The man said "I don't know. My wife told me to stand here."

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A politician dies and ends up standing in front of the pearly gates. Saint Peter looks at him for a second, flicks through his book, and finds his name.

 

“So, you’re a politician…”

 

“Well, yes, is that a problem?”

 

“Oh no, no problem. But we’ve recently adopted a new system for people in your line of work, and unfortunately you will have to spend a day in Hell. After that however, you’re free to choose where you want to spend eternity!”

 

“Wait, I have to spend a day in Hell?!” says the politician. “Those are the rules,” replies St Peter, clicks his fingers, and WOOMPH, the guy dissapears. He awakes, curled up with his hands over his eyes, knowing he’s in Hell. Cautiously, he listens for the screams, sniffs the air for brimstone, and finds… Nothing. Just the smell of, is that fabric softener? And cut grass, this can’t be right?

“Open your eyes!” says a voice. “C’mon, wakey wakey, we’ve only got 24 hours!” Nervously, he uncovers his eyes, looks around, and sees he’s in a hotel room. A nice one too. Wait, this is a penthouse suite… And there’s a smiling man in a suit, holding a martini. “Who are you??” The politician asks.

 

“Well, I’m Satan!” says the man, handing him the drink and helping him to his feet. “Welcome to Hell!”

 

“Wait, this is Hell? But… Where’s all the pain and suffering?” he asks.

 

Satan throws him a wink. “Oh, we’ve been a bit misrepresented over the years, it’s a long story. Anyway, this is your room! The minibar is of course free, as is the room service, there’s extra towels next to the hot-tub, and if you need anything, just call reception. But enough of this! It’s a beautiful day, and if you’d care to look outside…”

 

Slightly stunned by the opulent surroundings, the man wanders over to the floor-to-ceiling windows through which the sun is glowing, looks far down, and sees a group of people cheering and waving at him from a golf course.

 

“It’s one of 5 pro-level courses on site, and there’s another 6 just a few minutes drive out past the beach and harbour!” says Satan, answering his unasked question.

 

So they head down in the lift, walk out through the glittering lobby where everyone waves and welcomes the man, as Satan signs autographs and cheerily talks shop with the laughing staff. And as he walks out, he sees the group on the golf course are made up of every one of his old friends, people he’s admired for years but never met or worked with, and people whose work he’s admired but died long before his career started. And out of the middle of this group walks his wife, with a massive smile and the body she had when she was 20, who throws her arms around him and plants a delicate kiss on his cheek. Everyone cheers and applauds, and as they slap him on the back and trade jokes, his worst enemy arrives, as a 2 foot tall goblin-esque caddy. He spends the day in the bright sunshine on the course, having the time of his life laughing at jokes and carrying important discussions, putting the world to rights with his friends while holding his delighted wife next to him as she gazes lovingly at him.

 

Later, they return to the hotel for dinner and have an enormous meal, perfectly cooked. As everyone is falling about laughing and flinging bread sticks at each other, his wife whispers in his ear… And they return to their penthouse suite, and spend the rest of the night making love like they did on their honeymoon. After hours of passion, the man falls deep into the 100% Egyptian cotton pillows, and falls into a deep and happy sleep… and is woken up by St Peter.

 

“So, that was Hell. Wasn’t what you were expecting, I bet?” “No sir!” says the man. “So then,” says St Peter. “You can make your choice. It’s Hell, which you saw, or Heaven, which has choral singing, talking to God, white robes, and so on.”

 

“Well… I know this sounds strange, but on balance, I think I’d prefer Hell,” says the politician. “Not a problem, we totally understand! Enjoy!” says St Peter, and clicks his fingers again.

 

The man wakes up in total darkness, the stench of ammonia filling the air and distant screams the only noise. As he adjusts, he can see the only light is from belches of flame far away, illuminating the ragged remains of people being tortured or burning in a sulphurous ocean. A sudden bolt of lightning reveals Satan next to him, wearing the same suit as before and grinning, holding a soldering iron in one hand and a coil of razor-wire in the other. “What’s this??” He cries. “Where’s the hotel?? Where’s my wife??? Where’s the minibar, the golf-courses, the pool, the restaurant, the free drinks and the sunshine???”

 

“Ah”, says Satan. “You see, yesterday, we were campaigning. But today, you voted.”

 

 

 

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The teacher asks the question of the class. "If there are three birds on a telephone pole and someone shoots one, how many are left?"

 

Little Johnny raises his hand and the teacher says (with great agony) 'Yes, Johnny?"

 

Johnny says "No birds are left". The teacher say "No that's wrong, there are two birds left, why did you say there weren't any?"

 

John say "Because the gun shot scared the other two away"

 

The teacher says 'Well that's not right. But, I like the way you think"

 

Johnny becomes very thoughtful and say "Teacher, may I ask you a question?"

 

The teacher who at this point becomes rather afraid of what the question may be says yes anyways.

 

Johnny asks "if there are three women sitting on a bench eating popsicles and one is biting her popsicle, one is licking her popsicle, and one is sucking on her popsicle. Which one is married?"

 

The teacher answers "The one sucking on the popsicle, of course"

 

Johnny replies "No it's the one with the wedding ring. But, I like the way you think"

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Translated from French, I hope my translation keeps the gist of it...

 

 

Please create your password​

carrot

Sorry, your password must have more than 8 characters

gi@ntcarrot

Sorry, your password must contain at least one digit

1gi@ntcarrot

Sorry, your password cannot contain special characters

50fuckinggiantcarrots

Sorry, your password must contain at least one uppercase letter

50FUCKINGgiantcarrots

Sorry, your password cannot contain successive uppercase letter

50FuckingGiantCarrotsThatIamGoingToShoveUpYourAssIfYouDoNotGiveMeImmediatelyAccess!!!

Sorry, your password cannot contain punctuation characters

BeCarefuleNowIamGoingToFindYouAndReallyShoveUpThose50GiantCarrotsUpYourAssIfYouContinue

Sorry, this password is already taken

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AN OLD WOMAN WALKED UP AND TIED HER OLD MULE TO THE HITCHING POST.

AS SHE STOOD THERE, BRUSHING SOME OF THE DUST FROM HER FACE AND CLOTHES, A YOUNG GUNSLINGER STEPPED OUT OF THE SALOON WITH A GUN IN ONE HAND AND A BOTTLE OF WHISKEY IN THE OTHER. THE YOUNG GUNSLINGER LOOKED AT THE OLD WOMAN AND LAUGHED, "HEY OLD WOMAN, HAVE YOU EVER DANCED?"

 

THE OLD WOMAN LOOKED UP AT THE GUNSLINGER AND SAID, "NO,... I NEVER DID DANCE... NEVER REALLY WANTED TO."

 

A CROWD HAD GATHERED AS THE GUNSLINGER GRINNED AND SAID "WELL, YOU OLD BAG, YOU'RE GONNA DANCE NOW," AND STARTED SHOOTING AT THE OLD WOMAN'S FEET.

 

THE OLD WOMAN PROSPECTOR -- NOT WANTING TO GET HER TOE BLOWN OFF --STARTED HOPPING AROUND. EVERYBODY WAS LAUGHING. WHEN HIS LAST BULLET HAD BEEN FIRED, THE YOUNG GUNSLINGER, STILL LAUGHING, HOLSTERED HIS GUN AND TURNED AROUND TO GO BACK INTO THE SALOON.

 

THE OLD WOMAN TURNED TO HER PACK MULE, PULLED OUT A DOUBLE-BARRELED SHOTGUN, AND COCKED BOTH HAMMERS.

THE LOUD CLICKS CARRIED CLEARLY THROUGH THE DESERT AIR, AND THE CROWD STOPPED LAUGHING IMMEDIATELY.

 

THE YOUNG GUNSLINGER HEARD THE SOUNDS, TOO, AND HE TURNED AROUND VERY SLOWLY. THE SILENCE WAS ALMOST DEAFENING. THE CROWD WATCHED AS THE YOUNG GUNMAN STARED AT THE OLD WOMAN AND THE LARGE GAPING HOLES OF THOSE TWIN BARRELS.

 

THE BARRELS OF THE SHOTGUN NEVER WAVERED IN THE OLD WOMAN'S HANDS, AS SHE QUIETLY SAID, "SON, HAVE YOU EVER KISSED A MULE'S ASS?"

 

THE GUNSLINGER SWALLOWED HARD AND SAID, "NO M'AM... BUT I'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO.

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A blonde became quite upset after her dog went missing. Her friend suggested placing an ad in the Lost and Found section of the newspaper. After one month nobody had responded to the ad.
"What did you write in the ad?" the friend asked.
The blonde replied, "Here boy!" :ph34r:

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Little Johnny walks into the kitchen where his mum is fixing dinner. "Mum, I got a splinter in my finger. Can I have a glass of cider?

"Are you sure you don't want me to pull it out?"
"No thanks, just the cider."

So she gives him the cider and watches him trot contentedly off. Ten minutes later Little Johnny returns once again and asks for a glass of cider. The mother complies with her son's wishes again, but her curiosity has been piqued to the point where she can't resist knowing why any longer.

So she wanders into the family room and sees Little Johnny sitting in front of the TV with his finger in the glass. "Why on earth do you have your finger in that glass," she asks? "Well, Mum, I heard sis on the phone say that whenever she has a prick in her hand, she can't wait to get it in cider."

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A Muslim dies and finds himself in front of St Peter at the gates of heaven.

"Hey, what's going on here? Where am I?" he asks St Peter.

"Welcome to the afterlife," St Peter replies.

"No, no this isn't right. I want to speak to the prophet Mohammed, right away."

"Would you like a cappuccino?" asks St Peter.

"No! I want to speak to the prophet Mohammed," replies the Muslim.

"Well, you can talk to Jesus if you want," says St Peter, and goes off to find him.

"Jesus, I don't understand what's going on here," the Muslim says. "I want to speak to the prophet Mohammed."

"Would you like a cappuccino?"

"No, I want to speak to the prophet! Now."

"Well, you can talk to God if you like", says Jesus.

This appears acceptable to the Muslim and off they go. Jesus lets the Muslim into a big room and leaves him. After a few moments there is a puff of smoke and God appears.

"Yes, what seems to be the problem here?" booms God.

The Muslim is very worked up by now. "Look, I don't get what's happened here, I want to talk to the prophet Mohammed!"

"Would you like a cappuccino?"

"Okay, okay," says the Muslim, "I'll have a @#$% cappuccino - now will someone please let me speak to the prophet Mohammed."

"Two cappuccinos, Mohammed," says God

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Getting my second kid through college. Paying off the loans for the first. Yeah, $600,000 is more like it

 

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Late in the night, he finally regained consciousness. He was in hospital, in agony.
He was in the ICU with tubes in his mouth, needles and IV drips in both arms, a breathing mask, wires monitoring
every function, and a gorgeous nurse hovering over him.

He realized that he was obviously in a life-threatening situation.

The nurse gave him a serious, deep look, straight into his eyes, then spoke to him slowly and clearly, enunciating
each word and syllable.

"You may not feel anything from the waist down." Somehow he managed to reply, "Can I feel your tits then?"
And that my friend, is a positive attitude

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Bloke following a horse float late at night sees four legs pointing up & realises the horse has flipped over inside the trailer. After flashing his lights a few times the float pulls over & the bloke goes to see the driver to tell him his horse has flipped over, stunned the driver gets out with a torch shines it into the float & says to the bloke I'm an emu farmer.

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A guy calls a company and orders their 5-day, 5lbs weight loss program.

The next day, there's a knock on the door and there stands before him a voluptuous, athletic, 19 year old babe dressed in nothing but a pair of Nike running shoes and a sign around her neck..

She introduces herself as a representative of the weight loss company. The sign reads, "If you can catch me, you can have me."

Without a second thought, he takes off after her. A few miles later puffing and puffing, he finally gives up. The same girl shows up for the next four days and the same thing happens. On the fifth day, he weighs himself and is delighted to find he has lost 5lbs as promised.

He calls the company and orders their 5-day/10lbs program. The next day there's a knock at the door and there stands the most stunning, beautiful, sexy woman he has ever seen in his life. She is wearing nothing but Reebok running shoes and a sign around her neck that reads, "If you catch me you can have me".

Well, he's out the door after her like a shot. This girl is in excellent shape and he does his best, but no such luck. So for the next four days, the same routine happens with him gradually getting in better and better shape.

Much to his delight on the fifth day when he weighs himself, he discovers that he has lost another 10lbs as promised. He decides to go for broke and calls the company to order the 7-day/25 lbs program.

"Are you sure?" asks the representative on the phone. "This is our most rigorous program." "Absolutely," he replies, "I haven't felt this good in years."

The next day there's a knock at the door; and when he opens it he finds a huge muscular guy standing there wearing nothing but pink running shoes and a sign around his neck that reads, "If I catch you, you are mine."

 

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I am thankfully a complete neophyte in these matters but from what I have gleaned in the incredibly short time I have spent on the internet, it appears the wrong end of the goat may be represented in the image you posted, though I would strongly support any efforts to remove the dicks from the dicks you have indicated as the users of the goat.

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The bartender at a local bar in Broken Hill was so sure that he was the strongest man around that he offered a standing $1000 bet. The bartender would squeeze a lemon until all the juice ran into a glass, and then hand the lemon to the patron. Anyone who could squeeze two more drops would win the money. Many people tried over the years . . . weightlifters, miners bikers, dock workers, etc., but nobody was able to do it.

One day, this scrawny little fellow wearing thick glasses and a polyester suit came into the bar. He ordered a glassof draft and started looking around the bar. After reading the sign about the lemon challenge, he said in a small voice: "I'd like to try the bet." After the laughter had died down, the bartender said. "OK." He grabbed a lemon and squeezed the heck out of it . . . then handed the wrinkled remains of the rind to the little fellow. But the crowd's laughter turned to total silence as the man clenched his little fist around the lemon . . . and six drops fell into the glass. As the crowd cheered, the bartender paid the guy his $1000, and then asked the little man: "Do you mind if I ask what do you do for a living? Are you a trucker, a weight-lifter, or what?"

The little fellow quietly replied: "I work for The Australian Taxation Office."

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A blonde bought two horses and could never remember which was which.
A neighbour suggested that she cut off the tail of one horse, which worked great until the other horse got his tail caught in a bush. The second horse's tail tore in the same place and looked exactly like the other horse's tail. Our blonde friend was stuck again.

The neighbour then suggested that she notch the ear of one horse, which worked fine until the other horse caught his ear on a barbed wire fence. Once again, our blonde friend couldn't tell the two horses apart.

The neighbour then suggested that she measure the horses for height. When she did that, the blonde was very pleased to find that the white horse was 2 inches taller than the black one.

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Our teacher asked what my favorite animal was, and I said "Fried chicken"

She said I wasn't funny, but she couldn't have been right because everyone else laughed. My parents told me to always tell the truth. I did. Fried chicken is my favorite animal. I told my dad what happened, and he said my teacher was probably a member of PETA, He said they love animals very much. I do too, especially chicken, pork and beef. Anyway, my teacher sent to the principal's office. I told him what happened, and he laughed, too. Then he told me not to do it again.

 

The next day in class my teacher asked me what my favorite live animal was. I told her it was chicken. She asked why, so I told her it was because you could make them into fried chicken. She sent me back to the principal's office. He laughed and told me not to do it again.

 

I don't understand. My parents taught me to be honest, but my teacher doesn't like it when I am. Today my teacher asked me to tell her what famous person I most admired.

 

I told her "Colonel Sanders". Guess where I am now...

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A guy and a blonde are having a drink together in a bar. The man raises his glass and said, "Here's hoping you're in Heaven ten minutes before the devil knows you're dead!"

 

"What's that mean?" asked the woman.

 

"That," answered the guy, "is an authentic Irish toast."

 

"Oh, I see. Well, then, here's to bread, eggs and cinnamon."

 

"What's that?" asked the guy.

 

The blonde said, "That's French toast."

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Muslim was sitting next to Paddy on a plane.
Paddy ordered a whisky.
The stewardess asked the Muslim if he'd like a drink.
He replied in disgust "I'd rather be raped by a dozen whores than let liquor touch my lips!"
Paddy handed his drink back and said
"Me too, I didn't know we had a choice!"

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Muslim was sitting next to Paddy on a plane.

Paddy ordered a whisky.

The stewardess asked the Muslim if he'd like a drink.

He replied in disgust "I'd rather be raped by a dozen whores than let liquor touch my lips!"

Paddy handed his drink back and said

"Me too, I didn't know we had a choice!"

 

HA! :lol:

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You know, some women would be over the moon to be woken up on their birthday with flowers, breakfast in bed and 20 minutes of amazing oral sex.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But oh no, not MY mum!

Sen fucking sational !

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An old man lies on his deathbed, knowing the end is near. His nurse, his wife, his daughter and his two sons are with him. He asks for two witnesses to be present and a camcorder to be in place to record his last wishes, and when all is ready he begins to speak.
"My son Bernie, I want you to take the houses on Main Street. My daughter Sybil, you take the apartments at the east end of town. My son James, I want you to take the offices over in the city centre, and Sarah, my dear wife, please take all the residential buildings on the banks of the river."
The nurse and the witnesses are blown away as they didn't realise the old man had such extensive holdings. As the old man slips away, the nurse says to the grieving wife, "Your husband must have been such a hard-working man to have accumulated all this property."
The wife replies, "Property?Hell! He delivered the morning paper!"

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Little Johnny walks into the kitchen where his mum is fixing dinner. "Mum, I got a splinter in my finger. Can I have a glass of cider?

"Are you sure you don't want me to pull it out?"
"No thanks, just the cider."

So she gives him the cider and watches him trot contentedly off. Ten minutes later Little Johnny returns once again and asks for a glass of cider. The mother complies with her son's wishes again, but her curiosity has been piqued to the point where she can't resist knowing why any longer.

So she wanders into the family room and sees Little Johnny sitting in front of the TV with his finger in the glass. "Why on earth do you have your finger in that glass," she asks? "Well, Mum, I heard sis on the phone say that whenever she has a prick in her hand, she can't wait to get it in cider."

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A blonde was bragging about her knowledge of state capitals. She proudly says, "Go ahead, ask me, I know all of them." A friend says, "O.K., "What's the capital of Wisconsin?"

The blonde replies, "Oh, that's easy, W."

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On hearing that her elderly grandfather had just passed away, Katie went straight to her grandparent's house to visit her 95 year old grandmother and comfort her.

When she asked how her grandfather had died, her grandmother replied, "He had a heart attack while we were making love on Sunday morning."

Horrified, Katie told her grandmother that 2 people nearly 100 years old having sex would surely be asking for trouble.

"Oh no, my dear, " replied granny. "Many years ago, realizing our advanced age, we figured out the best time to do it was when the church bells would start to ring. It was just the right rhythm. Nice and slow and even. Nothing too strenuous, simply in on the Ding and out on the Dong."

She paused, wiped away a tear and then continued, "And if that damned ice cream truck hadn't come along, he'd still be alive today!"

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In a mental institution a nurse walks into a room and sees a patient acting like he's driving a car. The nurse asks him, "Charlie, what are you doing?" Charlie replied, "Driving to Chicago!"
The nurse wishes him a good trip and leaves the room.

The next day the nurse enters Charlie's room just as he stops driving his imaginary car and asks, "Well Charlie, how are you doing?"
Charlie says, "I just got into Chicago".
"Great," replied the nurse. The nurse leaves Charlie's room and goes across the hall into Bob's room, and finds Bob sitting on his bed furiously masturbating.

Shocked, she asks, "Bob, what are you doing?!"
Bob says, "I'm gettin' it on with Charlie's wife while he's in Chicago!"

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What do you call a dog with no legs?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Marlboro.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

because you take him out for a drag.

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A Virginia State trooper pulled a car over on I-64 about 2 miles south of the Virginia/West Virginia State line..



When the trooper asked the driver why he was speeding, the driver said he was a Magician and Juggler and was on his way to Beckley, WV to do a show at the Shrine Circus. He didn't want to be late.



The trooper told the driver he was fascinated by juggling and said if the driver would do a little juggling for him then he wouldn't give him a ticket. He told the trooper he had sent his equipment ahead and didn't have anything to juggle.



The trooper said he had some flares in the trunk and asked if he could juggle them.



The juggler said he could, so the trooper got 5 flares, lit them and handed them to him.



While the man was juggling, a car pulled in behind the patrol car. A drunken good old boy from West Virginia got out, watched the performance briefly, then went over to the patrol car, opened the rear door and got in.



The trooper observed him and went over to the patrol car and opened the door asking the drunk what he thought he was doing.



The drunk replied, "You might as well take my ass to jail, because there ain't no way I can pass that test."


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Two irishman were looking at a Mail order catalogue and admiring the models.
One said to the other, 'Have you seen the beautiful girls in this catalogue?'

The second one replies, 'Yes, they are very beautiful.
And look at the price!'

The first one says, with wide eyes, 'Wow, they aren't very expensive.
At this price, I'm buying one.'

The second one smiles and pats him on the back.
'Good idea! Order one and if she's as beautiful as she is in the catalogue, I will get one too.'
Three weeks later, the youngest irishman asks his pal, 'Did you ever receive the girl you ordered from the catalogue?'
The second irishman replies......"No, but it shouldnt be long now, all her clothes arrived yesterday!!"

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Little Johnny walks into the kitchen where his mum is fixing dinner. "Mum, I got a splinter in my finger. Can I have a glass of cider?

 

"Are you sure you don't want me to pull it out?"

"No thanks, just the cider."

 

So she gives him the cider and watches him trot contentedly off. Ten minutes later Little Johnny returns once again and asks for a glass of cider. The mother complies with her son's wishes again, but her curiosity has been piqued to the point where she can't resist knowing why any longer.

 

So she wanders into the family room and sees Little Johnny sitting in front of the TV with his finger in the glass. "Why on earth do you have your finger in that glass," she asks? "Well, Mum, I heard sis on the phone say that whenever she has a prick in her hand, she can't wait to get it in cider."

 

OMG, I did not see that one coming. <_<

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Little Johnny walks into the kitchen where his mum is fixing dinner. "Mum, I got a splinter in my finger. Can I have a glass of cider?

 

"Are you sure you don't want me to pull it out?"

"No thanks, just the cider."

 

So she gives him the cider and watches him trot contentedly off. Ten minutes later Little Johnny returns once again and asks for a glass of cider. The mother complies with her son's wishes again, but her curiosity has been piqued to the point where she can't resist knowing why any longer.

 

So she wanders into the family room and sees Little Johnny sitting in front of the TV with his finger in the glass. "Why on earth do you have your finger in that glass," she asks? "Well, Mum, I heard sis on the phone say that whenever she has a prick in her hand, she can't wait to get it in cider."

 

OMG, I did not see that one coming. <_<

 

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HELGA’S DIARY ON A CRUISE SHIP

DEAR DIARY - DAY 1

All packed for the cruise ship -- all my nicest dresses, swimsuit
short sets. Really, really exciting. Our local Red Hat chapter -
The Late Bloomers decided on this "all-girls" trip. It will be my first
one - and I can't wait.
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DEAR DIARY - DAY 2
Entire day at sea, beautiful. Saw whales and dolphins. Met the
Captain today -- seems like a very nice man.
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DEAR DIARY - DAY 3
At the pool today. Did some shuffleboard, hit golf balls off the
deck. The Captain invited me to join him at his table for dinner.
Felt honored and had a wonderful time. He is very attractive and
attentive.
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DEAR DIARY - DAY 4
Won $800.00 in the ship's casino. The Captain asked me to have dinner
with him in his own cabin. Had a scrumptious meal complete with caviar
and champagne. He asked me to stay the night, but I declined. Told
him I could not be unfaithful to my husband.
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DEAR DIARY - DAY 5
Pool again today. Got sunburned, and I went inside to drink at
piano-bar, stayed there for rest of day. The Captain saw me, bought
me several large drinks. Really is quite charming. Again asked me to
visit his cabin for the night. Again I declined. He told me, if I did
not let him have his way with me, he would sink the ship .... I was
shocked.
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DEAR DIARY - DAY 6
Today I saved 2600 lives…

Twice !

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