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Following a night out with a few friends, a man brought them back to show off his new flat. After the grand tour, the visitors were rather perplexedby the large gong taking pride of place in the lounge.
"What's that big brass gong for?" one of the guests asked.
"Why, that's my Speaking Clock" the man replied.
"How does it work?"
"I'll show you", the man said, giving the gong an ear-shattering blow with an unpadded hammer.
Suddenly, a voice from the other side of the wall screamed, "For **** sake, you *****, it's twenty to two in the ****ing morning!!"
Possibly a touch rude for the forums, but I thought it was funny.
"What's that big brass gong for?" one of the guests asked.
"Why, that's my Speaking Clock" the man replied.
"How does it work?"
"I'll show you", the man said, giving the gong an ear-shattering blow with an unpadded hammer.
Suddenly, a voice from the other side of the wall screamed, "For **** sake, you *****, it's twenty to two in the ****ing morning!!"
Possibly a touch rude for the forums, but I thought it was funny.
Lol to MrHappy :-)
misterhappy wrote:
> Okay then:
A man walks into a bar
Owch, I guess that gotta hurt!
> Okay then:
A man walks into a bar
Owch, I guess that gotta hurt!
Okay then:
A man walks into a bar and what should he see but a small Irish chap sitting at his table looking at the table-top, on which a tiny man was playing the piano. So our guy walks over to the Irish man and asks what's going on. The Irish man turns to him and says that he was rubbing the condensation off his beer bottle, when suddenly a genie had appeared and granted him a wish. So our guy asks the man if he can have a go too. So the Irish man hands over the beer bottle and our guy gives it a rub. Sure enough the genie comes out and offers the man a wish so he says that wants two million bucks. The genie clicks his fingers then disappears into the lamp. A few minutes later the doors to the bar fly open and millions of ducks fly in.
While the ducks are wreaking merry havoc in the bar, our man turns to the Irish man and asks what the hell's going on. The Irish man gives him a withering look and says
"You didn't really think I asked for a 12 inch pianist did you?"
A man walks into a bar and what should he see but a small Irish chap sitting at his table looking at the table-top, on which a tiny man was playing the piano. So our guy walks over to the Irish man and asks what's going on. The Irish man turns to him and says that he was rubbing the condensation off his beer bottle, when suddenly a genie had appeared and granted him a wish. So our guy asks the man if he can have a go too. So the Irish man hands over the beer bottle and our guy gives it a rub. Sure enough the genie comes out and offers the man a wish so he says that wants two million bucks. The genie clicks his fingers then disappears into the lamp. A few minutes later the doors to the bar fly open and millions of ducks fly in.
While the ducks are wreaking merry havoc in the bar, our man turns to the Irish man and asks what the hell's going on. The Irish man gives him a withering look and says
"You didn't really think I asked for a 12 inch pianist did you?"
lol
it doesn't deserve a rofl but still pretty funny.
it doesn't deserve a rofl but still pretty funny.
Predictable, but still funny
good ****ing joke lol
good joke SU :0)
I've heard it before, but it *is* funny!
Following a night out with a few friends, a man brought them back to show off his new flat. After the grand tour, the visitors were rather perplexedby the large gong taking pride of place in the lounge.
"What's that big brass gong for?" one of the guests asked.
"Why, that's my Speaking Clock" the man replied.
"How does it work?"
"I'll show you", the man said, giving the gong an ear-shattering blow with an unpadded hammer.
Suddenly, a voice from the other side of the wall screamed, "For **** sake, you *****, it's twenty to two in the ****ing morning!!"
Possibly a touch rude for the forums, but I thought it was funny.
"What's that big brass gong for?" one of the guests asked.
"Why, that's my Speaking Clock" the man replied.
"How does it work?"
"I'll show you", the man said, giving the gong an ear-shattering blow with an unpadded hammer.
Suddenly, a voice from the other side of the wall screamed, "For **** sake, you *****, it's twenty to two in the ****ing morning!!"
Possibly a touch rude for the forums, but I thought it was funny.