Aussie cricket fan

An Australian cricket fan dies on match day (probably from drinking too much) and goes to heaven in his Australian cricket shirt. He knocks on the old pearly gates and out walks Saint Peter.’Hello mate,’ the Aussie says.’No Australian cricket fans in heaven,’ replies Saint Peter.’What?’ exclaims the man, astonished.’You heard, no Australian cricket fans.”But, but, but, I’ve been a good man,’ replies the Aussie.’Oh really,’ says Saint Peter. ‘What have you done then?”Well, three weeks before I died I gave $10 to the starving children in Africa.”Oh,’ says Saint Peter, ‘anything else?”Well, two weeks before I died I also gave $10 to the homeless.”Hmmm, anything else?”Yeah. A week before I died I gave $10 to the Albanian orphans.”OK,’ said Saint Peter, ‘you wait here a minute while I have a word with the boss.’Ten minutes pass before Saint Peter returns. He looks the bloke in the eye and says, ‘I’ve had a word with God and he agrees with me. Here’s your $30 back, now f*** off.’

Diferentes tipos de hombre seg�n

Diferentes tipos de hombre seg�n las mujeres:

Tipo caf�: Los mejores son ricos, calientes, con cuerpo y te mantienen despierta toda la noche.

Tipo cemento: Despu�s de esparcidos tardan un buen rato en ponerse duros.

Tipo chocolate: Dulces, suaves y generalmente se van directo a tus caderas.

Tipo batidora: Crees necesitar uno pero no sabes realmente para qu�.

Tipo hielera: Ll�nalos de cerveza y te los podr�s llevar a donde t� quieras.

Tipo fotocopiadora: Solo sirven para reproducir.

Tipo rizador de pelo: Siempre est�n calientes y enredados en tu cabello.

Tipo zapato de tac�n: Una vez que le has tomado la medida, son f�ciles de pisar.

Tipo hor�scopo: Siempre te dicen qu� debes hacer y generalmente est�n equivocados.

Tipo r�mel: Corren a la primer l�grima.

Tipo minifalda: Si no tienes cuidado se te suben por las piernas.

Tipo caj�n para estacionarse: Los buenos ya est�n ocupados y los que quedan son para minusv�lidos o son demasiado peque�os.

Tipo clima: Nada se puede hacer para cambiarlo.

Tipo rosetas de ma�z (palomitas, cotufas, popcorn, etc.): Te satisfacen pero s�lo por un ratito.

Tipo tormenta de nieve: Nunca sabes cu�ndo se viene; cu�ntos cent�metros tendr� y cu�nto puede durar.

Pepito falt� dos d�as a

Pepito falt� dos d�as a las clases. Cuando por fin aparece en el aula, la maestra le cuestiona:

“Pepito, �por qu� faltaste a clases?”

“Lo que pasa, se�o, es que mi mam� lav� mis pantaloncillos y tuve que esperar a que se secaran. Por eso no pod�a salir de la casa”.

“Est� bien, pero �qu� pas� al d�a siguiente?”

“Al siguiente d�a, se�o, yo ven�a a la escuela, pero pasando al lado de su casa vi que en el patio estaban sec�ndose los pantis de usted. Pens� que usted no hab�a ido a la escuela y volv� a casa”.

Wash cloth

There was a little boy whose mother was about to have a baby. One day, the little boy walked in and saw his mother naked. He asked his mother what the hair between her legs was.

She responded, “It’s my wash cloth.”

Weeks later, after the mother had her baby, the young boy walked in on his mother again. While she was in the hospital, the doctor had shaved her pubic hair.

The boy asked, “What happened to your wash cloth?”

The mother responded, “I lost it.”

The little boy, trying to be helpful, set out to find his mother’s washcloth.

A few days later, he ran to his mother yelling and screaming, “I found your washcloth.”

The mother, thinking that the child was just playing, went along with the boy and asked, “Where did you find it?”

The boy answered, “The maid has it! She is washing daddy’s face with it.”

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Edited by BreeBrown

A million paces

A hooker goes to confession.
hooker: father, father i have sinned, i�ve
been a hooker for 20 years what can i do to be saved?
the priest asks her to remove her clothes and lay down on the floor. the
hooker says,how does this resolve my sins?the priest starts f****** her.

priest: the holy pole is in your hole, now wiggle your ass and save your soul!

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Sloshed women

These two women went out for a night on the town and got just totally sloshed.

At the end of the evening they decided to take a short cut through a cow pasture after being unable to find a ride home. They became lost so split up to try and find the road home.

One of the lushes doubled back only to stumble on the other flat on her back sucking on, and playing with a cow’s udders. Her friend screamed “what are you doing”? the other lush says “shut up, with all these guys here someone’ll drive us home”.

God is missing

The harbormaster was having troubles with his two young boys, so he decided to send them to Rev. Hawkins for some help.

The next morning Billy, aged 8, was sent. Upon arriving, the Rev. sat him down and sternly asked, “Where is God ?”

Billy sat there speechless, so the Rev asked louder, “Where is God ?”

Again no answer came from Billy, so the Rev. shook his finger in Billy’s
face and screamed, “WHERE IS GOD ?”

Billy screamed and bolted from the room, ran right home and dove into his closet, shutting the door behind him.

His older brother Joe watched this, slowly opened the door and asked,
“What happened to you ?”

Billy yelled, “We’re in big trouble this time, dude. God is missing and
they think WE did it. “

Prepared Baptismal

Before performing a baptism, the priest approached the young father and said solemnly, ‘Baptism is a serious step. Are you prepared for it?”I think so,’ the man replied. ‘My wife has made appetizers and we have a caterer coming to provide plenty of cookies and cakes for all of our guests.”I don’t mean that,’ the priest responded. ‘I mean, are you prepared spiritually?”Oh, sure,’ came the reply. ‘I’ve got a keg of beer and a case of whiskey.’