Rysa wrote:The teacher gave her fifth grade class an assignment: get their
parents to tell them a story with a moral at the end of it. The
next day the kids came back and one by one began to tell their
stories.
Johnny, do you have a story to
share?"
"Yes, ma'am, my daddy told me this story about my uncle Bob.
Uncle Bob was a Green Beret in Vietnam and his helicopter got
hit. He had to crash land in enemy territory and all he had was a
bottle of whiskey, a machine gun and a machete. He drank the
whiskey on the way down so it wouldn't break and then he landed
right in the middle of 100 enemy troops. He killed seventy of
them with the machine gun until he ran out of bullets, then he
killed twenty more with the machete till the blade broke and then
he killed the last ten with his bare hands."
"Good heavens," said the horrified teacher, "What kind of moral
did your daddy tell you from that horrible story?"
"Don't fu_k with Uncle Bob when he's been drinking."
heathen wrote:this joke won my fair maidens heart, but she is from tumut, so apologies in advance,
me and my brother were in the local having a few swills, playing a bit of pool and generally relaxing when this older gent, mid sixties, comes over to us and says" hey boys!, i f---ed your mum!"
me and my brother looked at each other, shook our heads and got back to the drinking. about 15 minutes later the same old bugger comes up to us again and says" hey boys!, your mum sucked me off!"
i start to stand, ready for , well, whatever, but my brother grabs me back down saying" don't worry about it, lets just drink, and buys another round.
20 minutes later the same old fart comes back and says" hey boys!, i f---ed your mum in the arse and made her scream with pleasure!"
well, with that i slammed my beer down on the bar stood up and said" will you f--- off home dad, you're drunk!" regards, heathen
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