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"The 3 Bears"

Baby Bear goes downstairs and sits in his small chair at the table, he
looks into his small bowl.It is empty. "Who's been eating my
porridge?",he squeaks.

Papa Bear arrives at the big table and sits in his big chair.
He looks into his big bowl, and it is also empty. "Who's been eating my
Porridge?", he roars.

Momma Bear puts her head through the serving hatch from the kitchen and
yells, "For Christ's sake, how many times do we have to go through this with you idiots?

It was Momma Bear who got up first,
It was Momma Bear who woke everyone in the house,
It was Momma Bear who made the coffee,
It was Momma Bear who unloaded the dishwasher from last night, and put
everything away,
It was Momma Bear who went out in the cold early morning air to fetch the
newspaper,
It was Momma Bear who set the damn table,
It was Momma Bear who put the friggin cat out, cleaned the litter box,
and filled the cat's water and food dish, and, now that you've decided to drag your sorry bear-asses downstairs,
and grace Momma Bear's kitchen with your grumpy presence,
listen good, cause I'm only going to say this one more time.

"I HAVEN'T MADE THE F*****G PORRIDGE YET !!

And "million dollar"

Hah. "couch"

Strengthens Azul's claim of the copy and pasting of jokes.


So ner at you.

Finally, you're finished. I hate these jokes.

genie ones were good.

*explanation needed*

Heh, girder boy.

Girder boy?

*is confused*

Shut up girder boy, I won't post any more then.

For Christs sake, just because you can't win GAD1 anymore, doesn't mean you have to find an alternative to keep your word/post count up.
Any nonce can copy and past some jokes from a site somewhere. Sheesh.

A young couple was golfing one day on a very exclusive course
lined with million-dollar houses. On the third tee, the wife
sliced her shot right through the large front window of the
biggest house along the course. They walked up, knocked on the
door and heard a voice say, "Come on in."

When they opened the door, they saw glass everywhere and a
broken bottle lying on the floor. A man on the couch said, "Are
you the people who broke my window?"

The husband began to apologize, but the man cut him off,
"Actually, I want to thank you, I'm a genie who was trapped in
that bottle, and your wayward shot released me. I'm allowed to
grant three wishes, so what I'd like to do is give each of you
one wish, and I'll keep last one for myself."

"Fantastic!" said the husband. "I want a million dollars a year
for the rest of my life." "No problem," said the genie, "it's
the least I can do."

"I want a house in every country in the world," said the wife.
"Consider it done," said the genie, "and now for my wish.
Because I've been trapped in that bottle, I haven't had sex in a
really long time. My wish is to sleep with your wife."

The husband looked over at his wife and said, "Well, we did get
a lot of money and all those houses...If you don't mind honey, I
don't either." The wife agreed.

The genie took her upstairs and ravished her for 3 hours. After
he was through, the genie looked at the wife and asked, "How old
is you husband, anyway?"

"Twenty-five," said the wife.

"And he still believes in genies?"