Drinking At Work

Reasons for Allowing Drinking at Work
1. It’s an incentive to show up.

2. It reduces stress.

3. It leads to more honest communications.

4. It reduces complaints about low pay.

5. It cuts down on time off because you can work with a hangover.

6. Employees tell management what they think, not what management wants to hear.

7. It helps save on heating costs in the winter.

8. It encourages carpooling.

9. Increases job satisfaction because if you have a bad job you don’t care.

10. It eliminates vacations because people would rather come to work.

11. It makes fellow employees look better.

12. It makes the cafeteria food taste better.

13. Bosses are more likely to hand out raises when they have had a couple of drinks

14. Salary negotiations are a lot more profitable.

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Knock Knock 81

Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Handsome!
Handsome who?
Handsome chips through the keyhole and I’ll tell you more!

Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Hank!
Hank who?
Hank you!

Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Hannah!
Hannah who?
Hannah partridge in a pear tree!

Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Hanover!
Hanover who?
Hanover your money!

Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Hans!
Hans who?
Hans off the table!

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Un apostador le cuenta a

Un apostador le cuenta a su amigo sobre su primer visita a Las Vegas y sobre lo mucho que le cost� dormir en aquella oportunidad:

“Fui despertado a la una, a las dos, a las cuatro de la ma�ana por una corista borracha que gritaba como loca y golpeaba a mi puerta.”

“�Eso es terrible!, exclam� el amigo. “�C�mo dormir en una situaci�n as�…!”

“S�. A las cinco de la ma�ana finalmente tuve que dejarla salir…”

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Le Thief

Recently, a guy in Paris nearly got away with stealing several paintings
from the Louvre. However, after planning the crime, breaking in, evading
security, getting out and escaping with the goods, he was captured only
two blocks away when his econoline van ran out of gas. When asked how he
could have overlooked such an obvious error, he replied, “I had no Monet
to buy Degas to make the Van Gogh.”

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Four Corners

A guy walks up to this farmer and asks if he can stay in his barn for the night.

The farmer replies, “Sure you can. I only have four matches though. Also watch out for the four corners of the barn.”

The man replies, “Thanks for the matches and the advice.

The farmer walks him to the barn and tells the man to have a goodnight and he will see him in the morning. The man says, “thanks” and goes in the barn.

He lights the first match and looks in the first corner. He sees a beautiful woman and goes over to the corner. He fucks her and the match goes out.

He lights the second match and looks in the second corner. Much to his surprise he sees an even more beautiful woman than the first. He fucks her and the match goes out.

He lights the third match and it goes out. He lights the last match and looks in the third corner. The woman standing in the third corner is even more beautiful than the other two. He fucks her and the match goes out.

He looks at the fourth corner and decides that the person standing in the corner must be even more beautiful than the other 3 women. He fucks the person in the fourth corner and then goes to bed.

When he wakes up the 3 women are still in their corners. He looks over to the fourth corner and sees a man scraping his tounge off with his fingers.

He now understood why the farmer warned him about the four corners.

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Bloody Hell

A bishop, who was a keen DIY man, was watching a carpenter at work in the house and trying to pick up the odd tip.

But the young carpenter found it a little off-putting and shortly hit his finger with the hammer, whereupon he let out a cry of “bloody hell!”

The bishop tut-tutted and remonstrated, saying he should count to ten and pray for easement.

Unconvinced but chastened, the carpenter continued growing all the more nervous at the bishop’s presence.

Sure enough, disaster struck again as the chisel sliced off the end of his thumb.

Stifling a scream, he looked at the bishop, gritted his teeth and prayed.

Whereupon the piece of thumb suddenly leapt back into place.

“Jesus Christ,” said the carpenter.

“Bloody hell,” said the bishop.

Submitted by Calamjo
Edited by Yisman

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I thought I was, but mother says I’m not.”

A certain little girl, when asked her name, would reply, “I’m Mr. Hudson’s
daughter.” Her mother told her this was wrong, she must just say, “I’m Jane
Hudson.” The minister spoke to her in Sunday school and said, “Aren’t you Mr.
Hudson’s daughter?” She replied, “Well, I thought I was, but mother says I’m
not.”

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