Thursday, March 01, 2007

bad Joke

  • Why did the blonde go to church?
  • [Stretch arms out to sides] She heard there was a guy in there hung like this.


  • How many kids with ADHD does it take to change a lightbulb?
  • LET'S RIDE BIKES!

    • These two blokes are lost in the Sahara desert. They're desperate for water, but just as they think they're about to die, they chance upon a village where market day is in full swing. They go to the first stall they see and ask if they can buy some water.
    • "No," replies the Bedouin stall owner, "I only sell fruit. Try the next stall."
    • So off they go to the next stall and again they ask for water.
    • "Sorry," says the merchant, "But I only sell custard."
    • "Custard?" one of the blokes says to the other, "What kind of place is this?"
    • By now desperate, they go to the next stall, only to be told, "Sorry, but I only sell jelly."
    • Hearing this, one of the blokes turns to the other and says, "This is a trifle bazaar."

    6 comments:

    Sarah said...

    Gotta love a desert dessert joke.

    Nick said...

    Oh Dear!

    Noodle said...

    ....And he's back! We've missed you, Dad-joke man!

    Margs said...

    where's the ET one?

    john said...

    it didn't make the cut.

    john said...

    Oh... I do have another one for you though...

    # Every night, Frank would go down to the liquor store, get a six pack, bring it home, and drink it while he watched TV. One night, as he finished his last beer, the doorbell rang. He stumbled to the door and found a six-foot cockroach standing there. The bug grabbed him by the collar and threw him across the room, then left.
    # The next night, after he finished his fourth beer, the doorbell rang. He walked slowly to the door and found the same six-foot cockroach standing there. The big bug punched him in the stomach, then left.
    # The next night, after he finished his first beer, the doorbell rang again. The same six-foot cockroach was standing there. This time he was kneed in the groin and hit behind the ear as he doubled over in pain. Then the big bug left.
    # The fourth night Frank didn't drink at all. the doorbell rang. The cockroach was standing there. The bug beat the snot out of Frank and left him in a heap on the living room floor.
    # The following day, Frank went to see his doctor. He explained the events of the preceding four nights.
    # "What can I do?" he pleaded.
    # "Not much," the doctor replied. "There's just a nasty bug going around."