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Completely insane
Q: How do you drive an accountant completely insane?
A: Tie him to a chair, stand in front of him and fold up a road map the wrong
way.
Tunafish sandwitch
Q.) What do you get when you catch a woman having sex between two guys?
A.) A tunafish sandwitch
Hangover grades
1 star hangover
No pain. no real feeling of illness. You slept in your own bed and when
you woke up there were no traffic cones in there with you.
You are still able to function relatively well on the energy stored up
from all those vodka redbulls.
However, you can drink 10 bottles of water and still feel as parched as
the Sahara.
Even vegetarians are craving a Cheeseburger and a bag of fries.
2 star hangover
No pain, but something is definitely amiss. You may look okay but you
have the attention span and mental capacity of a stapler.
The coffee you hug to try and remain focused is only exacerbating your
rumbling gut, which is craving a full English breakfast.
Although you have a nice demeanour about the office, you are costing
your employer valuable money because all you really can handle is some
light filing, followed by aimlessly surfing the net and writing junk
e-mails.
3 star hangover
Slight headache. stomach feels crap. You are definitely a space cadet
and not so productive.
Anytime a girl or lad walks by you gag because the perfume/aftershave
reminds you of the random gin shots you did with your alcoholic friends
after the bouncer kicked you out at 1:45 am.
Life would be better right now if you were in your bed with a dozen
doughnuts and a litre of coke watching daytime TV.
You’ve had 4 cups of coffee, a gallon of water, 2 Sausage Rolls and a
litre of diet coke yet you haven’t peed once.
4 star hangover
You have lost the will to live. Your head is throbbing and you can’t
speak too quickly or else you might spew.
Your boss has already lambasted you for being late and has given you a
lecture for reeking of booze.
You wore nice clothes, but you smell of socks, and you can’t hide the
fact that you either missed an oh-so crucial spot shaving or it looks
like you put your make-up on while riding the dodgems (depending on your
gender).
Your teeth have their own individual sweaters. Your eyes look like one
big vein and your hairstyle makes you look like a reject from a
second-grade class circa 1976.
You would give a weeks pay for one of the following – home time, a
doughnut and somewhere to be alone, or a Time Machine so you could go
back and NOT have gone out the night before.
You scare small children in the street just by walking past them.
5 star hangover
You have a second heartbeat in your head, which is actually annoying the
employee who sits next to you.
Vodka vapour is seeping out of every pore and making you dizzy.
You still have toothpaste crust in the corners of your mouth from
brushing your teeth.
Your body has lost the ability to generate saliva, so your tongue is
suffocating you.
You’d cry but that would take the last drop of moisture left in your
body.
Death seems pretty good right now. Your boss doesn’t even get mad at you
and your co-workers think that your dog just died because you look so
pathetic.
You should have called in sick because, let’s face it, all you can
manage to do is breathe ….. very gently.
6 star hangover
You arrive home and climb into bed.
Sleep comes instantly, as you were fighting it all the way home in the
taxi.
You get about 2 hours sleep until the noises inside your head wake you
up.
You notice that your bed has been cleared for take off and is flying
relentlessly around the room.
No matter what you do you now, you’re going to chuck.
You stumble out of bed and now find that your room is in a yacht under
full sail.
After walking along the skirting boards on alternating walls knocking
off all the pictures, you find the toilet.
If you are lucky you will remember to lift the lid before you
spontaneously explode and wake the whole house up with your
impersonation of walrus mating calls.
You sit there on the floor in your undies, cuddling the only friend in
the world you have left (the toilet), randomly continuing to make the
walrus noises, spitting, and farting. Help usually comes at this stage,
even if it is short lived.
Tears stream down your face and your abdomen hurts. Help now turns into
abuse and he/she usually goes back to bed leaving you there in the dark.
With your stomach totally empty, your spontaneous eruptions have died
back to 15-minute intervals, but your body won’t relent.
You are convinced that you are starting to turn yourself inside out and swear that you saw your tonsils shoot out of your mouth on the last
occasion.
It is now dawn and you pass your disgusted partner getting up for the
day as you try to climb into bed. She/he abuses you again for trying to
get into bed with lumpy bits of dried vomit in your hair.
You reluctantly accept their advice and have a shower in exchange for
them driving you to the hospital.
Work is not an option.
The whole day is spent trying to avoid anything that might make you sick again, like moving.
You vow never to touch a drop again and who knows for the next two or
three hours at least you might even succeed!!!
Marriage Schedules
Schedule of a Wife and Mother:Attempt to wake husband. Feed baby. Make breakfast. Change baby. Wake kids. Dress kids. Walk dog. Feed baby. Drive kids to school. Drag husband out of bed. Do laundry. Iron clothes. Clean house. Make husband lunch. Feed and change baby. Clean house again. Walk dog again. Pick up kids. Pick up school stuff. Clean up dog’s mess. Make dinner. Call repairman, plumber, electrician, and exterminator. Swat flies. Yell at kids. Put kids to bed. Change baby. Go to Wal-Mart to stand on line for three hours to get one bag of chips for husband. Clean house again. Go to bed. Get up. Comfort baby. Let dog out. Change baby. Let dog in. Get 10 minutes of sleep. Schedule of a Husband and Father Sleep. Go to work. Sleep. Drink coffee. Have wife pick up. Watch football and drink beer. Fall asleep. Go to bathroom. Lift one heavy object for begging wife. Go to bed. Get sleep while wife feeds baby.
Iraqi Navy
Why did the Iraqi Navy have glass bottom boats?
So they can see their Air Force.
Un borracho que ol�a a
Un borracho que ol�a a vino por los cuatro costados se sube a un colectivo y se sienta con su ro�oso bolso y un diario viejo al lado de un cura. Saca una petaca con ginebra y se toma toda la que queda… Satisfecho, agarra el diario y se pone a leer. El cura finge que el borracho no existe y disimula su incomodidad. Al rato, el borracho mira al cura y le pregunta:
“�Oiga buen hombre! �Puede decirme qu� cosas causan artritis?”
El cura, molesto, le responde en tono sarc�stico:
“Ciertamente la vida relajada, el andar frecuentando mujeres mundanas, los excesos con el alcohol y todas esas porquer�as…”
“�Dios me libre!”, responde el borracho, volviendo a su lectura.
El cura, pensando en lo que dijo al pobre infeliz, decide disculparse y le dice en tono comprensivo:
“Disculpe usted, no quise ser tan rudo… �Desde cu�ndo sufre de artritis?”
“�Yo? �No, yo nunca he padecido de artritis, padre! S�lo estaba leyendo en �ste diario que el Papa la sufre desde hace unos meses.”
Our Little Carrie Loves To Screw
It’s the spring of 1957 and Bobby goes to pick up his date. He’s a pretty hip
guy with his own car. When he goes to the front door, the girl’s father answers
and invites him in. “Carrie’s not ready yet. Why don’t you have a seat?,”
Carrie’s father asks Bobby what they’re planning to do. Bobby replies politely
that they will probably just go to the soda shop or a movie.
� Why don’t you two go out and screw? I hear all the kids are doing it!”
Naturally, this comes as a quite a surprise to Bobby � so he asks Carrie’s dad
to repeat himself.
� Yeah,” says Carrie’s father�,Carrie really likes to screw; she’ll screw all
night if we let her!”
A few minutes later, Carrie comes downstairs in her little poodle skirt and
announces that she’s ready to go. Almost breathless with anticipation, Bobby
escorts his date out the front door.
About 20 minutes later, Carrie rushes back into the house, slams the door
behind her, and screams at her father: ”Dad, it’s called the twist!”
Shoot it
How are shotguns and mother-in-laws alike?
If there is one around, you just want to shoot it!
Luke
Knock-Knock.
Who’s there?
Luke.
Luke who?
Luke through the window and you’ll see.
Top Ten Things Only
10. Cats’ facial expressions9. The need for the same style of shoes in different colours8. Why bean sprouts aren’t just weeds7. Fat clothes6. Taking a car trip without trying to beat your best time5. The difference between beige, off-white, and eggshell4. Cutting your bangs to make them grow3. Eyelash curlers2. The inaccuracy of every bathroom scale ever made1. OTHER WOMEN
Things to do in the office when you’re bored
Office work dull?…
None of your colleagues appreciate your humour?…
Amuse yourself. Points are awarded on a degree of difficulty basis. You can award yourself extra points for creative execution
ONE-POINT GAGS Run one lap around the office at top speed Groan out loud in the bathroom cubicle (at least one other’non-player’ must be in the bathroom at the time) When they’re not looking, pour most of someone’s fresh cup of coffee into your mug leaving them with an inch of brew. Ignore the first five people who say ‘good morning’ to you Phone someone in the office you barely know, leave your name and say “Just called to say I can’t talk right now. Bye” To signal the end of a conversation, clamp your hands over your ears and grimace. When someone hands you a piece of paper, finger it, and whisper huskily, “Mmmmmmm, that feels soooooo good!” Leave your zipper open for one hour. If anyone points it out, say, “Sorry, I really prefer it this way” Walk sideways to the photcopier. While riding an elevator, gasp dramatically every time the doors open
THREE-POINT GAGS Say to your boss, “I like your style” and shoot him with double-barrelled fingers. Babble incoherently at a fellow employee then ask “Did you get All that, I don’t want to have to repeat it” Page yourself over the intercom (do not disguise your voice) Kneel in front of the water cooler and drink directly from the nozzle (there must be a ‘non-player’ within sight). Shout random numbers while someone is counting
FIVE POINT GAGS At the end of a meeting, suggest that, for once, it would be nice to conclude with the singing of the national anthem (extra points if you actually launch into it yourself). Walk into a very busy person’s office and while they watch you with growing irritation, turn the light switch on/off 10 times For an hour, refer to everyone you speak to as ‘Bob’ Announce to everyone in a meeting that you “really have to go do number two” After every sentence, say ‘mon’ in a really bad Jamacian accent,as in, “the report’s on your desk, mon”. Keep this up for one hour While an office mate is out, move their chair into the elevator. In a meeting or crowded situation, slap your forehead repeatedly and mutter, “Shut up, damm it, all of you just shut up!” At lunchtime, get down on your knees and announce “As God is my witness, I’ll never go hungry again”. In a colleagues diary, write in 10am: “See how I look in tights” Carry your keyboard over to your colleague and ask “You wanna trade?” Repeat the following conversation 10 times to the same person: “Do you hear that?” “What?” “Never mind, it’s gone now” Come to work in army fatigues and when asked why, say, “I can’ talk about it” Posing as a maitre d’, call a colleague and tell him he’s won a lunch for four at a local resturant. Let him go Speak with an accent (French, German, Porky Pig, etc) during a very important conference call. Find the vacuum and start vacuuming around your desk Hang a two-foot long piece of toilet roll from the back of your pants and act genuinely surprised when someone points it out. Rollerblade around the floor throwing sweets