slyc_willie
Captain Crash
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I don't doubt there's another thread like this out there, and I'm sure this one might die in a few days, too, but I'm in the mood for a laugh. So I'll start things off with a couple of groaners that have been rolling around in my head for a while.
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A pirate walks into a bar. The bartender notices the pirate has a ship's wheel thrust down the front of his pants, but he doesn't say anything at first.
The pirate sidles up to the bar, his one good eye bulging, cracked lips sneering. "Arr! Matey! Gimme a shot o' rum!"
The bartender shrugs, pours a shot of rum. The pirate tosses it back, sighs, wipes his mouth.
"I'll have me another."
The bartender pours another shot, noting that several other patrons in the bar are giving the pirate and his ship's wheel curious looks.
After a couple more shots, the bartender can't contain his curiosity any longer. He pours a fifth shot of rum for the pirate, then leans upon the bar. "Excuse me, sir, but . . . well, I can't help but notice you have a ship's wheel shoved down the front of your pants."
The pirate gulps down the fifth shot of rum and steps back, taking two of the handles in hand. "Arr!" he bellows. "It's drivin' me nuts!"

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A young girl is having breakfast with her mother one morning. "Mommy?" she asks. "How much do you weigh?"
The mother gives her daughter a look. "Now, now. You don't ask a woman how much she weighs."
The daughter thinks a moment, than asks, "Mommy? How old are you?"
The mother shakes her head. "You don't ask a woman how old she is, either."
Later that day at school, the girl is talking to her friends. One of her friends sees an easy answer to the girl's questions.
"All you have to do is look at her driver's license. It's like a report card. It doesn't lie."
So, that afternoon, the girl goes home and finds her mother's driver's license in Mommy's purse. At dinner, the girl says, "Mommy, you're 35 years old and you weigh 130 pounds."
The mother frowns. "How do you know that?" she wants to know.
"I looked at your driver's license, Mommy," the girl says with a grin. Then she gets a knowing look on her young face. "I also know why Daddy divorced you."
The mother frowns even deeper. "And why's that?"
"'Cause you got an 'F' in Sex."

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Your turn.
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A pirate walks into a bar. The bartender notices the pirate has a ship's wheel thrust down the front of his pants, but he doesn't say anything at first.
The pirate sidles up to the bar, his one good eye bulging, cracked lips sneering. "Arr! Matey! Gimme a shot o' rum!"
The bartender shrugs, pours a shot of rum. The pirate tosses it back, sighs, wipes his mouth.
"I'll have me another."
The bartender pours another shot, noting that several other patrons in the bar are giving the pirate and his ship's wheel curious looks.
After a couple more shots, the bartender can't contain his curiosity any longer. He pours a fifth shot of rum for the pirate, then leans upon the bar. "Excuse me, sir, but . . . well, I can't help but notice you have a ship's wheel shoved down the front of your pants."
The pirate gulps down the fifth shot of rum and steps back, taking two of the handles in hand. "Arr!" he bellows. "It's drivin' me nuts!"

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A young girl is having breakfast with her mother one morning. "Mommy?" she asks. "How much do you weigh?"
The mother gives her daughter a look. "Now, now. You don't ask a woman how much she weighs."
The daughter thinks a moment, than asks, "Mommy? How old are you?"
The mother shakes her head. "You don't ask a woman how old she is, either."
Later that day at school, the girl is talking to her friends. One of her friends sees an easy answer to the girl's questions.
"All you have to do is look at her driver's license. It's like a report card. It doesn't lie."
So, that afternoon, the girl goes home and finds her mother's driver's license in Mommy's purse. At dinner, the girl says, "Mommy, you're 35 years old and you weigh 130 pounds."
The mother frowns. "How do you know that?" she wants to know.
"I looked at your driver's license, Mommy," the girl says with a grin. Then she gets a knowing look on her young face. "I also know why Daddy divorced you."
The mother frowns even deeper. "And why's that?"
"'Cause you got an 'F' in Sex."

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Your turn.