Q: What’s the worst trick you can do to your blind brother?A: Leave the plunger in the toilet
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Save My Son!
Dear Mr. Johnson:Ann Landers wouldn’t print this. I have nowhere else to turn. I have to get the word out. Warn other parents. I must be rambling on. Let me try and explain.It’s about my son, Billy. He’s always been a good, normal 10 year old boy. Well, last spring we sat down after dinner to select a summer camp for Billy.We sorted through the camp brochures. There were the usual camps with swimming, canoeing, games, singing by the campfire — you know. There were sports camps and specialty camps for weight reduction, music, military camps and camps that specialized in Tibetan knot tying.I tried to talk him into Camp Winnepoopoo. It’s where he went last year. Billy would have none of it. Billy pulled a brochure out of his pocket. It was for a COMPUTER CAMP! We should have put our foot down right there, if only we had known. He left three weeks ago.I DON’T KNOW WHAT HAS HAPPENED. He’s changed. I can’t explain it. See for yourself. These are some of my little Billy’s letters:———————————– Letter # 1———- The kids are dorky nerds. The food stinks. The computers are the only good part. We’re learning how to program. Late at night is the best time to program, so they let us stay up. Love, Billy. Letter # 2————- Dear Mom, Camp is O.K. Last night we had pizza in the middle of the night. We all get to choose what we want to drink. By the way, can you make Szechwan food? I’m getting used to it now. Gotta go, it’s time for the flowchart class. Love, Billy.P.S. This is written on a word processor. Pretty swell, huh? It’s spell checked too. Letter # 3————- Dear Mom, Don’t worry. We do regular camp stuff. We told ghost stories by the glow of the green computer screens. It was real neat. I don’t have much of a tan cause we don’t go outside very often. You can’t see the computer screen in the sunlight anyway. That wimp camp I went to last year fed us weird food too. Lay off, Mom. I’m okay, really.Love, Billy. Letter # 4————- Dear Mom, I’m fine. I’m sleeping enough. I’m eating enough. This is the best camp ever. We scared the counselor with some phony worm code. It was real funny. He got mad and yelled. Can you send more money? I’ve got to chip in on the phone bill. Did you know that you can talk to people on a computer? Give my regards to Dad.Love, Billy. Letter # 5————- Dear Mother, Forget the money for the telephone. We’ve got a way to not pay. Sorry I haven’t written. I’ve been learning a lot. I’m real good at getting onto any computer in the country. It’s really easy! I got into the university’s in less than fifteen minutes. Frederick did it in five, he’s going to show me how. Frederick is my bunk partner. He’s really smart. He says that I shouldn’t call myself Billy anymore. So, I’m not.Signed, William. Letter # 6————- Dear Mother, How nice of you to come up on Parents Day. Why’d you get so upset? I haven’t gained that much weight. The glasses aren’t real. Everybody wears them. I was trying to fit in. Believe me, the tape on them is cool. I thought that you’d be proud of my program. After all, I’ve made some money on it. A publisher is sending a check for $30,000. Anyway, I’ve paid for the next six weeks of camp. I won’t be home until late August.Regards, William. Letter # 7————- Mother, Stop treating me like a child. True — physically I am only ten years old. It was silly of you to try to kidnap me. Do not try again. Remember, I can make your life miserable (i.e. – the bank, credit bureau, and government computers). I am not kidding. O.K.? I won’t write again and this is your only warning. The emotions of this interpersonal communication drain me.Sincerely, William.————-What can I do, Mr. Johnson?See what I mean? It’s been two weeks since I’ve heard from my little boy. I know that it’s probably too late to save my little Billy. But, if by printing these letters you can save JUST ONE CHILD from a life of programming, please, I beg of you to do so. Thank you very much.Sally Gates, Concerned Parent
Johnny
Little Johnny goes running into the kitchen and asks his mom, “mom why does granny have a prawn hanging between her legs?”
“thats not a prawn Johnny” his mother replied “thats her clitoros
“blah” says Johnny “sure tastes like a prawn…
Horoscope
Aquarius (Jan 23 – Feb 22) – You have an inventive mind and are inclined to be progressive. You lie a great deal. You make the same mistakes repeatedly because you are stupid. Everyone thinks you are a fucking jerk.
Pisces (Feb 23 – Mar 22) – You are a pioneer type and think most people are dickheads. You are quick to reprimand, impatient, and full of advice. You do nothing but piss-off everyone you come in contact with. You are a prick.
Aries (Mar 23 – April 22) – You have a wild imagination and often think you are being followed by the FBI or CIA. You have minor influence on your friends and people resent you for flaunting your power. You lack confidence and are a general dipshit.
Taurus (April 23 – May 22) – You are practical and persistent. You have a dogged determination and work like hell. Most people think you are stubborn and bullheaded. You are nothing but a goddamned communist.
Gemini (May 23 – June 22) – You are a quick and intelligent thinker. People like you because you are bisexual. You are inclined to expect too much for too little. This means you are a cheap bastard. Geminis are notorious for thriving on incest.
Cancer (June 23 – July 22) – You are sympathetic and understanding of other people’s problems, which makes you a sucker. You are always putting things off. That is why you will always be on welfare and won’t be worth a shit. Everyone in prison is a Cancer.
Leo (July 23 – Aug 22) – You consider yourself a born leader. Others think you are an idiot. Most Leos are bullies. You are vain and cannot tolerate criticism. Your arrogance is disgusting. Leo people are thieving motherfuckers and enjoy masturbation more than sex.
Virgo (Aug 23 – Sept 22) – You are the logical type and hate disorder. Your shit-picking attitude is sickening to your friends and co-workers. You are cold and unemotional and often fall asleep while fucking. Virgos make good bus drivers and pimps.
Libra (Sept 23 – Oct 22) – You are the artistic type and have a difficult time dealing with reality. Chances for employment and monetary gain are nil. Most Libra women are whores. All Libras die of venereal disease.
Scorpio (Oct 23 – Nov 22) – You are the worst of the lot. You are shrewd in business and cannot be trusted. You shall achieve the pinnacle of success because of your total lack of ethics. You are the perfect son-of-a-bitch. Most Scorpios are murdered.
Sagittarius (Nov 23 – Dec 22) – You are optimistic and enthusiastic. You have a reckless tendency to rely on your luck since you have no talent. You are a worthless piece of shit.
Capricorn (Dec 23 – Jan 22) – You are conservative and afraid of taking risks. You are basically chickenshit. There has never been a Capricorn of any importance.
Submitted by Glaci
Edited by Curtis
What’s the differance between Bill
What’s the differance between Bill Clinton and a carp?
One’s a bottom feeding nusiance, the other is a fish.
Broken Leg
Q:How Did The Blonde Break Her Leg
A:She Tripped Over The Cordless Telephone
Women’s English
Yes = No
No = Yes
Maybe = No
I’m sorry = You’ll be sorry
We need = I want
It’s your decision = The correct decision should be obvious by now
Do what you want = You’ll pay for this later
We need to talk = I need to complain
Sure go ahead = I don’t want you to
I’m not upset = Of course I’m upset, you moron!
You’re so manly = You need a shave and you sweat a lot
You’re certainly attentive tonight = Is sex all you ever think about?
Be romantic, turn out the lights = I have flabby thighs
This kitchen is so inconvenient = I want a new house
I want new curtains = and carpeting, and furniture, and wallpaper
Hang the picture there = NO, I mean hang it there!
I heard a noise = I noticed you were almost asleep
Do you love me? = I’m going to ask for something expensive
How much do you love me? = I did something today you’re really not going to like
I’ll be ready in a minute = Kick off your shoes and find a good game on TV
Is my butt fat? = Tell me I’m beautiful
You have to learn to communicate = Just agree with me
Are you listening to me!? = Too late, you’re dead
Was that the baby? = Why don’t you get out of bed and walk him until he goes to sleep
I’m not yelling! = Yes I am yelling because I think this is important
The same old thing = Nothing Nothing = Everything Everything = My PMS is acting up
Nothing, really = It’s just that you’re such an asshole
A blind man and his dog in a bar.
A blind man walks into a bar, grabs his dog,
and starts swinging him around.
The bartender says, “Hey buddy, what are you doing”?
The blind guy says, “Don’t mind me I am just looking around”.
Election Update
Election update from http://www.aaronsjokes.com/
NOTICE OF REVOCATION OF INDEPENDENCE
To the citizens of the United States of America,
In the light of your failure to elect a President of the USA and thus to govern yourselves, we hereby give notice of the revocation of your
independence, effective today.
Her Sovereign Majesty Queen Elizabeth II will resume monarchial duties over all states, commonwealths and other territories. Except Utah, which she does not fancy.
Your new prime minister (The rt. hon. Tony Blair, MP for the 97.85%
of you who have until now been unaware that there is a world outside your borders) will appoint a minister for America without the need for further elections.
Congress and the Senate will be disbanded. A questionnaire will be
circulated next year to determine whether any of you noticed.
To aid in the transition to a British Crown Dependency, the following rules are introduced with immediate effect:
1. You should look up “revocation” in the Oxford English Dictionary.
Then look up “aluminum”. Check the pronunciation guide. You will be amazed at just how wrongly you have been pronouncing it. Generally, you should raise your vocabulary to acceptable levels. Look “vocabulary”. Using the same twenty seven words interspersed with filler noises such as “like” and “you know” is an unacceptable and inefficient form of communication. Look up “interspersed”.
2. There is no such thing as “US English”. We will let Microsoft know on your behalf.
3. You should learn to distinguish the English and Australian accents.
It really isn’t that hard.
4. Hollywood will be required occasionally to cast English actors as the good guys.
5. You should relearn your original national anthem, “God Save The Queen”, but only after fully carrying out task 1. We would not want you to get confused and give up half way through.
6. You should stop playing American “football”. There is only one kind of football. What you refer to as American “football” is not a very good game. The 2.15% of you who are aware that there is a world outside your borders may have noticed that no one else plays “American” football. You will no longer be allowed to play it, and should instead play proper football. Initially, it would be best if you played with the girls. It is a difficult game. Those of you brave enough will, in time, be allowed
to play rugby (which is similar to American “football”, but does not involve stopping for a rest every twenty seconds or wearing full kevlar body armour like nancies). We are hoping to get together at least a US rugby sevens side by 2005.
7. You should declare war on Quebec and France, using nuclear weapons if they give you any merde. The 98.85% of you who were not aware that there is a world outside your borders should count yourselves lucky. The Russians have never been the bad guys. “Merde” is French for “sh!t”.
8. July 4th is no longer a public holiday. November 8th will be a new
national holiday, but only in England. It will be called “Indecisive Day”.
9. All American cars are hereby banned. They are crap and it is for your own good. When we show you German cars, you will understand what we mean.
10. Please tell us who killed JFK. It’s been driving us crazy.
Thank you for your cooperation.
Why didn’t the skeleton cross the road?
– It didn’t have the guts to do it.
Juanita y Pepe estaban por
Juanita y Pepe estaban por comprometerse en matrimonio. Pero antes de aceptar, ella pens� que ser�a prudente confesarle que, debido a una enfermedad infantil, sus senos no se hab�an desarrollado normalmente y, debido a eso, se le hab�an quedado de un tama�o equivalente a los de una ni�a de doce a�os.
Al enterarse de su secreto, Pepe le asegur� que no ten�a de que preocuparse, que el amor que sent�a por ella estaba por encima de esa contrariedad. Y ya que estaban en eso de las confesiones, pens� que tambi�n ser�a propicio contarle un secreto que escond�a por muchos a�os. La miro a los ojos y le dijo:
“Mi amor, tengo que decirte que tengo el pene del tama�o de un reci�n nacido. Espero que esto no sea problema”.
Ella le contest� que el tama�o de su pene no ser�a ning�n problema, porque lo amaba tanto que buscar�a la manera de solucionar ese ‘peque�o’ problema.
Se casaron, y al llegar al hotel donde pasar�an su luna de miel, inmediatamente comenzaron con los manoseos y caricias. En eso, al introducir Juanita su mano en los calzoncillos de Pepe, solt� un grito ensordecedor y sali� corriendo de la habitaci�n. Alcanz�ndola, Pepe, asombrado, le pregunt� qu� era lo que le hab�a pasado. Todav�a agitada, la chica le contest�:
“�Me mentiste, me dijiste que ten�as el pene del tama�o de un reci�n nacido!”
“Es verdad, cari�o, lo tengo del tama�o de un reci�n nacido: pesa tres kilogramos y mide 48 cent�metros de largo”.
MEMO TO THE FAA
Subject: MEMO TO THE FAA
Date: June 2002
Dear Sirs:
I’ve had a lot of time on my hands of late and believe that I may have the
solution for the prevention of hijackings, and at the same time we just might
get the Airline industry back on its feet.
Here’s my plan:
Since Muslim men are not allowed to look at naked women, we should replace all
of our flight attendants with naked females. Muslims would not then board our
planes for fear of seeing a naked woman. Of course, every businessman in this
country would start flying again in anticipation of seeing naked women.
Hijackings would come to a screeching halt and the airline industry would
probably have record sales. Hell, I’d fly all over just for the scenery.
It truly puzzles me that our Republican Congress didn’t already come up with
this. Am I the only one who thinks clearly on these issues?
Sincerely,
Bush