Tell a Joke

[goofygus42]

ANGRY BEAR

A bear walks into a bar in Billings, Montana and sits down. He bangs on the bar with his paw and demands a beer. The bartender approaches and says, "We don't serve beer to bears in bars in Billings."

The bear, becoming angry, demands again that he be served a beer. The bartender tells him again, more forcefully, "We don't serve beer to belligerent bears in bars in Billings."

The bear, very angry now, says, "If you don't serve me a beer, I'm going to eat that lady sitting at the end of the bar."

The bartender says, "Sorry, we don't serve beer to belligerent, bully bears in bars in Billings."

The bear goes to the end of the bar, and as promised, eats the woman. He comes back to his seat and again demands a beer. The bartender states, "Sorry, we don't serve beer to belligerent, bully bears in bars in Billings that are on drugs."

The bear says, "I'm not on drugs."

The bartender says, "You are now. That was a barbitchyouate.”

 

[BusyAfternoon]

Two black guys were in a bar talking, and one says to the other, "You ever notice after you have sex with a white woman that your eyes burn, your nose burns and you get all teary-eyed?" The second black guy says, "Yeah, all the time." The first one asked, "Why is that?" The second says, "I'm pretty sure it's the pepper spray."

 

[BusyAfternoon]

A Tribute to Underboobs
The underboob is hands down, one of the finest aspects of a woman's body
that can be enjoyed in public.
It's achieved by wearing a very short underboob shirt which exposes the
bottom areas of a girl's boobs.
Some of you might think that the underboob is even better than cleavage
or even tastier than a side boob, but if you ask me, they're almost equally
attractive.

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[RobDownSouth]

It was my first time having sex. I suddenly stopped and didn't move.
She: "What are you doing?"
Me: "I'm trying something I saw on YouPorn. It's called 'Buffering'...."

 

[goofygus42]

Gee Wally, maybe more people woulda showed up if Obama had just talked about his scandals!
You mean the Mexican gun running?
No, the other one.
You mean SEAL Team 6 Extortion?
No, the other one.
You mean the State Department lying about Benghazi?
No, the other one.
You mean the voter fraud?
No, the other one.
You mean the military not getting their votes counted?
No, the other one.
You mean the president demoralizing and breaking down the military?
Noooo, the other one.
You mean the Boston Bombing?
Nope, the other one.
You mean the president wanting to kill Americans with drones in our own country without the benefit of the law?
Naaa, the other one.
You mean the pResident arming the Muslim Brotherhood?
Nada, the other one.
How about the IRS targeting conservatives?
No, no, you know, the other one.
The DOJ spying on the press?
Noooo, the other one.
Sebelius shaking down health insurance executives?
No, the other one.
The NSA monitoring our phone calls, e-mails and everything else?
No, the other one.
The president’s ordering the release of nearly 10,000 illegal immigrants from jails and prisons and falsely blaming the sequester?
No! the other one.
Oh, You must meant the president’s threat to impose gun control by Executive Order in order to bypass Congress?
Noooo, the other one!
The president’s repeated violation of the law requiring him to submit a budget no later than the first Monday in February?
No, the other one!!
The president’s unconstitutional recess appointments in an attempt to circumvent the Senate’s advise-and-consent role?
No, the other one!!!
The State Department interfering with an Inspector General investigation on departmental sexual misconduct?
Arrrrrrggggggg! No! The other one!
HHS employees being given insider information on Medicare Advantage?
No, the other one.
Clinton, Clapper, Holder, the IRS and the NSA all lying to Congress?
Sigh...No, no, no, no, no, the other one!
OK! I give up! … Oh wait, wait...I think I got it! You mean those 65 million dumbed-down, barely aware, self-absorbed, media-influenced, celebrity-obsessed, Food-Stamp wielding, Escalade driving, Kool-Aid drinking, government-dependent, entitlement rich, busted-azz, Federal free-loaders and degreed, gullible, White guilt-ridden, Birkenstock-wearing, bottled-water-drinking, Politically Correct, Xanax-disabled, spineless, liberal lemmings and two times stupid Obama-voting Lo Fo Honey Boo Boo union slugs who stuck us with the most corrupt administration in American history?
Yes! That one!

 

[goofygus42]

Several centuries ago, the Pope decreed that all the Jews had to convert to Catholicism or leave Italy. There was a huge outcry from the Jewish community, so the Pope offered a deal: he'd have a religious debate with the leader of the Jewish community. If the Jews won, they could stay in Italy; if the Pope won, they'd have to convert or leave.
The Jewish people met and picked an aged and wise Rabbi to represent them in the debate. However, as the Rabbi spoke no Italian, and the Pope spoke no Yiddish they agreed that it would be a 'silent' debate.

On the chosen day the Pope and Rabbi sat opposite each other.
The Pope raised his hand and showed three fingers. The Rabbi looked back and raised one finger.
Next, the Pope waved his finger around his head. The Rabbi pointed to the ground where he sat.
The Pope brought out a communion wafer and a chalice of wine. The Rabbi pulled out an apple.
With that, the Pope stood up and declared himself beaten and said that the Rabbi was too clever. The Jews could stay in Italy.
Later the Cardinals met with the Pope and asked him what had happened.
The Pope said, "First I held up three fingers to represent the Trinity. He responded by holding up a single finger to remind me there is still only one God common both our faiths.
"Then, I waved my finger around my head to show him that God was all around us. The Rabbi responded by pointing to the ground to show that God was also right here with us
"I pulled out the wine and host to show that through the perfect sacrifice Jesus has atoned for our sins, but the Rabbi pulled out an apple to remind me of the original sin.
"He beat me at every move, and I could not continue."
Meanwhile, the Jewish community gathered to ask the Rabbi how he'd won.
"I haven't a clue" said the Rabbi. "First, he told me that we had three days to get out of Italy, so I gave him the finger.
"Then he tells me that the whole country would be cleared of Jews, but I told him emphatically that we were staying right here."
"And then what?" asked a woman.
"Who knows?" said the Rabbi. "He took out his lunch, so I took out mine."

 

[RobDownSouth]

Gee Wally, maybe more people woulda showed up if Obama had just talked about his scandals!
You mean the Mexican gun running?
No, the other one.
You mean SEAL Team 6 Extortion?
No, the other one.
You mean the State Department lying about Benghazi?
No, the other one.
You mean the voter fraud?
No, the other one.
You mean the military not getting their votes counted?
No, the other one.
You mean the president demoralizing and breaking down the military?
Noooo, the other one.
You mean the Boston Bombing?
Nope, the other one.
You mean the president wanting to kill Americans with drones in our own country without the benefit of the law?
Naaa, the other one.
You mean the pResident arming the Muslim Brotherhood?
Nada, the other one.
How about the IRS targeting conservatives?
No, no, you know, the other one.
The DOJ spying on the press?
Noooo, the other one.
Sebelius shaking down health insurance executives?
No, the other one.
The NSA monitoring our phone calls, e-mails and everything else?
No, the other one.
The president’s ordering the release of nearly 10,000 illegal immigrants from jails and prisons and falsely blaming the sequester?
No! the other one.
Oh, You must meant the president’s threat to impose gun control by Executive Order in order to bypass Congress?
Noooo, the other one!
The president’s repeated violation of the law requiring him to submit a budget no later than the first Monday in February?
No, the other one!!
The president’s unconstitutional recess appointments in an attempt to circumvent the Senate’s advise-and-consent role?
No, the other one!!!
The State Department interfering with an Inspector General investigation on departmental sexual misconduct?
Arrrrrrggggggg! No! The other one!
HHS employees being given insider information on Medicare Advantage?
No, the other one.
Clinton, Clapper, Holder, the IRS and the NSA all lying to Congress?
Sigh...No, no, no, no, no, the other one!
OK! I give up! … Oh wait, wait...I think I got it! You mean those 65 million dumbed-down, barely aware, self-absorbed, media-influenced, celebrity-obsessed, Food-Stamp wielding, Escalade driving, Kool-Aid drinking, government-dependent, entitlement rich, busted-azz, Federal free-loaders and degreed, gullible, White guilt-ridden, Birkenstock-wearing, bottled-water-drinking, Politically Correct, Xanax-disabled, spineless, liberal lemmings and two times stupid Obama-voting Lo Fo Honey Boo Boo union slugs who stuck us with the most corrupt administration in American history?
Yes! That one!

^^^Teh Derp is strong in this Tard.

 

[BusyAfternoon]

Sure would like me one of those RIM jobs.

http://www.zerohedge.com/sites/default/files/images/user5/imageroot/2012/05-2/rimjob.jpg

 

[BusyAfternoon]

Sometimes, it's not really just luck.*

Elmer Bendiner was a navigator in a B-17 during WW II. He tells this story of a World War II bombing run over Kassel, Germany, and the unexpected result of a direct hit on their gas tanks.

"Our B-17, the Tondelayo, was barraged by flak from Nazi antiaircraft guns. That was not unusual, but on this particular occasion our gas tanks were hit. Later, as I reflected on the miracle of a 20 millimeter shell piercing the fuel tank without touching off an explosion, our pilot, Bohn Fawkes, told me it was not quite that simple.

"On the morning following the raid, Bohn had gone down to ask our crew chief for that shell as a souvenir of unbelievable luck. The crew chief told Bohn that not just one shell but 11 had been found in the gas tanks. 11 unexploded shells where only one was sufficient to blast us out of the sky. It was as if the sea had been parted for us. A near-miracle, I thought. Even after 35 years, so awesome an event leaves me shaken, especially after I heard the rest of the story from Bohn.

"He was told that the shells had been sent to the armorers to be defused. The armorers told him that Intelligence had picked them up. They could not say why at the time, but Bohn eventually sought out the answer.

"Apparently when the armorers opened each of those shells, they found no explosive charge. They were as clean as a whistle and just as harmless. Empty? Not all of them! One contained a carefully rolled piece of paper. On it was a scrawl in Czech. The Intelligence people scoured our base for a man who could read Czech. Eventually they found one to decipher the note. It set us marveling. Translated, the note read:

*"This is all we can do for you now........."*
*"Using slave labor is never a good idea."*

 

[BusyAfternoon]

A funeral director asked a young minister to hold a graveside service for a homeless man with no family or friends. The funeral was to be at a cemetery way out in the country. As this was a new cemetery, this man was the first to be laid to rest there.
The minister was not familiar with the area and became lost, but he finally found the cemetery about an hour later. The backhoe was there, and the crew was eating their lunch. The hearse was nowhere to be seen.
He apologized to the workers for being late. As he looked into the open grave, he saw the vault lid already in place. He told the workers he would not keep them long, but that this was the proper thing to do. The workers, still eating their lunch, gathered around the opening.
He was young and enthusiastic and poured out his heart and soul as he preached. The workers joined in with, "Praise the Lord," "Amen," and "Glory!" He got so into the service that he preached and preached and preached, from Genesis to Revelation.
When the service was over, he said a closing prayer and walked to his car. As he opened the door, he heard one of the workers say, "I never saw anything like that before, and I've been putting in septic systems for 20 years!"

 

[BusyAfternoon]

The Price of Honesty!

A foursome of men is waiting at the men's tee while a foursome of women is hitting from the ladies' tee.

The ladies are taking their time.

When the final lady is ready to hit her ball, she hacks it 10 feet. Then she goes over and whiffs it completely. Then she hacks it another ten feet and finally hacks it another five feet.

She looks up at the waiting men and says apologetically, "I guess all those fucking lessons I took over the winter didn't help."

One of the men immediately responds, "Well, there you have it. You should have taken golf lessons instead!"

He never even had a chance to duck. He was only 43.

 

[BusyAfternoon]

English from Around the World



In a Bangkok Temple :
IT IS FORBIDDEN TO ENTER A WOMAN, EVEN A FOREIGNER, IF DRESSED AS A MAN.

Cocktail lounge , Norway :
LADIES ARE REQUESTED NOT TO HAVE CHILDREN IN THE BAR.

Doctor's office, Rome :
SPECIALIST IN WOMEN AND OTHER DISEASES.

Dry cleaners, Bangkok :
DROP YOUR TROUSERS HERE FOR THE BEST RESULTS.

In a Nairobi restaurant:
CUSTOMERS WHO FIND OUR WAITRESSES RUDE, OUGHT TO SEE THE MANAGER.

On the main road to Mombasa , leaving Nairobi :
TAKE NOTICE: WHEN THIS SIGN IS UNDER WATER, THIS ROAD IS IMPASSABLE.

On a poster at Kenya Airport:
ARE YOU AN ADULT THAT CANNOT READ? IF SO WE CAN HELP.

In a City restaurant:
OPEN SEVEN DAYS A WEEK AND WEEKENDS.

In a Cemetery:
PERSONS ARE PROHIBITED FROM PICKING FLOWERS, FROM ANY BUT THEIR OWN GRAVES .

Tokyo hotel's rules and regulations:
GUESTS ARE REQUESTED NOT TO SMOKE, OR DO OTHER DISGUSTING BEHAVIOURS IN BED.

On the menu of a Swiss Restaurant:
OUR WINES LEAVE YOU NOTHING TO HOPE FOR.

In a Tokyo Bar:
SPECIAL COCKTAILS FOR THE LADIES WITH NUTS.

Hotel , Yugoslavia :
THE FLATTENING OF UNDERWEAR WITH PLEASURE, IS THE JOB OF THE CHAMBERMAID.

Hotel , Japan :
YOU ARE INVITED TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THE CHAMBERMAID.
(tell that to the ex-IMF Managing Director!)

In the lobby of a Moscow Hotel, across from a Russian Orthodox Monastery:
YOU ARE WELCOME TO VISIT THE CEMETERY, WHERE FAMOUS RUSSIAN AND SOVIET COMPOSERS, ARTISTS AND WRITERS ARE BURIED DAILY, EXCEPT THURSDAY.

A sign posted in Germany 's Black Forest :
IT IS STRICTLY FORBIDDEN ON OUR BLACKFOREST CAMPING SITE, THAT PEOPLE OF DIFFERENT SEX, FOR INSTANCE, MEN AND WOMEN, LIVE TOGETHER IN ONE TENT, UNLESS THEY ARE MARRIED WITH EACH OTHER FOR THIS PURPOSE.

Hotel, Zurich :
BECAUSE OF THE IMPROPRIETY OF ENTERTAINING GUESTS OF THE OPPOSITE SEX IN THE BEDROOM, IT IS SUGGESTED THAT THE LOBBY BE USED FOR THIS PURPOSE.

Advertisement for donkey rides, Thailand :
WOULD YOU LIKE TO RIDE ON YOUR OWN ASS?

Airline ticket office, Copenhagen :
WE TAKE YOUR BAGS AND SEND THEM IN ALL DIRECTIONS.

(Just Like British Airways!!!)

A Laundry in Rome :
LADIES, LEAVE YOUR CLOTHES HERE AND THEN SPEND THE AFTERNOON HAVING A GOOD TIME.

And finally the all-time classic:

Seen in an Abu Dhabi Souk shop window:

IF THE FRONT IS CLOSED PLEASE ENTER THROUGH MY BACKSIDE…

 

[BusyAfternoon]

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[BusyAfternoon]

Murphy's Lesser Known Laws:

-Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak!

-He who laughs last, thinks slowest

-Those who live by the sword, get shot by those that don't

-Nothing is foolproof to a sufficiently talented fool

-The 50-50-90 rule. Anytime you have a 50-50 chance of getting something right, there's a 90% possibility you'll get it wrong.

-The things that come to those who wait will the the things left by those who got there first.

-Give a man a fish, and he will eat for a day. Teach a man to fish and he will sit in a boat all day drinking beer.

-A fine is a tax for doing wrong. A tax is a fine for doing well.

-When you go into court, you are putting yourself in the hands of 12 people who weren't smart enough to get out of jury duty.

 

[BusyAfternoon]

Extreme Vacations -- Crazy Bastards!

Cliff Camping
http://magsx2.files.wordpress.com/2011/06/504473-cliff-camping.jpg?w=640

Skywalking in the Alps
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Sitting on the Trolltunga rock in Norway
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Ice climbing a frozen waterfall
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Extreme skiing at Grand Targhee, Wyoming
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Skywalking on Mount Nimbus in Canada
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Extreme kayaking at Victoria Falls
http://i1.mirror.co.uk/incoming/article843581.ece/ALTERNATES/s615/Extreme+kayakers+Steve+Fisher,+Dale+Jardine+and+Sam+Drevor+peer+over+the+edge+of+the+Victoria+Falls+in+Zimbabwe

On the Edgewalk in Toronto
http://www.edgewalkcntower.ca/images/movie_ph.jpg

Bike trail on the Cliffs of Moher
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[BusyAfternoon]

A great job of editing, really good music, great dance moves and even a little touch of culture. Let's Dance.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=ab9i0s4WEY0

 

[BusyAfternoon]

No matter what this husband did in bed, his wife never achieved an orgasm. Since a Jewish wife is entitled to sexual pleasure, they decide to consult their Rabbi.
The Rabbi listens to their story, strokes his beard, and makes a suggestion. "Hire a strapping young man. While the two of you are making love, have the young man wave a towel over you. That will help your wife fantasize and should bring on an orgasm."

They go home and follow the Rabbi's advice. They hire a handsome young man, and he waves a towel over them as they make love. It does not help and the wife is still unsatisfied.

Perplexed, they go back to the Rabbi. "Okay," he says to the husband, "Try it reversed. Have the young man make love to your wife and you wave the towel over them."

Once again they follow the Rabbi's advice. They go home and hire the same strapping young man. The young man gets into bed with the wife and the husband waves the towel. The young man gets to work with great enthusiasm and soon she has an enormous, room-shaking, ear-splitting, screaming orgasm.

The husband smiles, looks at the young man and says to him triumphantly, "See that, you schmuck? THAT'S how you wave a towel!"

 

[BusyAfternoon]

The people of Kangiqsujuaq in Canada go to great lengths to add variety to their diet of seal meat, venturing under the sea ice during the extreme low tides of the spring equinox to gather mussels.

It's a race against time. They have less than half an hour to search these temporary caverns before the tide rushes back in. A look-out keeps watch for the returning tide, but warning shouts can't be too loud in case the echoes bring down the ice.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z0qGvC3vqaA&feature=player_embedded

 

[BrianCaster]

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[BusyAfternoon]

It was entertainment night at the Senior Citizens Center.,

Claude the hypnotist explained "I'm here to put you into a trance:

I intend to hypnotize each and every member of the audience"

The excitement was almost electric as Claude withdrew a beautiful antique watch from his coat.

"I want each of you to keep your eyes on this antique watch.It's a very special watch.It's been in my family for six generations'

He began to swing the watch gently back and forth while quietly chanting "Watch the watch, watch the watch....."

The crowd became mesmerized as the watch swayed back and forth, light gleaming off it's polished surface.

A hundred pairs of eyes followed the swaying watch until suddenly the chain broke. It slipped from the hypnotist's fingers and fell to the floor, breaking into a hundred pieces.

Shit! cried the hypnotist.

IT TOOK THREE DAYS TO CLEAN UP THE SENIOR CENTER.
Claude was never invited back

 

[BusyAfternoon]

Please let me know if you see any better
tits than these this week.
(In fact, send me photos.)

http://pingping.fantasti.cc/big/v/o/y/voyeurtommy/voyeurtommy_77a14f.jpg

 

[goofygus42]

A farmer had five female pigs. But, times were so hard that he decided
he had to sell them at the county fair. Once there, he met another farmer
who owned five male pigs which he was selling. They were commiserating
with each other on the low prices being offered per pound for their animals.
Then it dawned on them that if they mated the five females with the five
males they could sell both the adults and the litters, and even with low prices
they would still make a profit. They agreed to split everything 50/50.

Their farms were 60 miles apart, so they agreed to drive the animals to a
mid-point and find a field in which to let the pigs mate. The first morning,
the farmer with the female pigs got up at 5 A.M., loaded the pigs into the station
wagon, and drove to an empty field about 30 miles away. The farmer with the
males met him there, and they allowed the pigs to mate.

While the pigs were mating, the farmer with the females asked the other
farmer how he could tell whether his pigs got pregnant?" The other farmer
replied, "If they're lying in the grass tomorrow morning, they're pregnant. If
they're in the mud, they're not."

The next morning the pigs were rolling in the mud, so he called the other farmer,
hosed the pigs off, loaded them into the station wagon and they tried again.
This continued each morning for more than a week and both farmers were
totally worn out.

The next morning, the one with the females was too tired to get out of bed. He
called to his wife, "Honey, please look outside and tell me whether the pigs are
in the mud or in the grass."

"Neither," yelled his wife, "they're all in the station wagon and one of them is
blowing the horn!"

 

[BusyAfternoon]

A nun walks into Mother Superior's
office and plunks down into a
chair. She lets out a heavy sigh of frustration.

'What troubles you, Sister?' asked the Mother
Superior. 'I thought this was the day you
spent with your family.'

'It was,' sighed the Sister.
'And I went to play golf with my brother.
We try to play golf as often as we can.
You know I was quite a talented golfer
before I devoted my life to Christ.'

'I seem to recall that,' the Mother
Superior agreed. 'So I take it your day of recreation was not relaxing?'

'Far from it,' snorted the Sister.
'In fact, I even took the Lord's name in vain today!'

'Goodness, Sister!' gasped the Mother Superior, astonished.
'You must tell me all about it!'

'Well, we were on the fifth tee... and this hole is a monster Mother,
540 yard Par 5, with a nasty dogleg right and a hidden green...
and I hit the drive of my life. I creamed it.
The sweetest swing I ever made.
And it's flying straight and true, right along the line I wanted...
and it hits a bird in mid-flight!'

'Oh my!' commiserated the Mother.'How unfortunate!
But surely that didn't make you blaspheme, Sister!'

'No, that wasn't it,' admitted Sister. 'While I was still trying to fathom
what had happened, this squirrel runs out of the woods, grabs my ball and runs
off down the fairway!'

'Oh, that would have made me
blaspheme!' sympathized the Mother.

'But I didn't, Mother!' sobbed the Sister.
'And I was so proud of myself!
And while I was pondering whether this
was a sign from God, this hawk swoops out of the sky and grabs the squirrel
and flies off, with my ball still clutched in his paws!'

'So that's when you cursed,' said the Mother with a knowing smile.

'Nope, that wasn't it either,' cried the Sister, anguished, 'because as the hawk started
to fly out of sight, the squirrel started struggling, and the hawk dropped him
right there on the green, and the ball popped out of his paws and rolled to
about 18 inches from the cup!'

Mother Superior sat back in her chair, folded her arms across her chest,
fixed the Sister with a baleful stare and said....

'You missed the Fucking putt, didn't
you?'

 

[BusyAfternoon]

How The Mustache Was Invented

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[BusyAfternoon]

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