|| Write Us | Help | Sponsors | Classifieds | Employment | Forums | MarketPlace | Calendar | Headlines | Announcements | Weather | More... ||
|03-13-2002, 01:33 PM||#1|
* * * * * * * * *
Member Since: Mar 2001
Location: Hotel California
While riding one day, a cowboy met an Indian riding along with a dog and a sheep and began a conversation.
Cowboy: "Hey, cool dog you got there. Mind if I speak to him?"
Indian: "Dog no talk."
Cowboy: "Hey dog, how's it going?"
Dog: "Doin' alright."
Indian: Look of shock.
Cowboy: "Is this Indian your owner?" pointing at the Indian.
Cowboy: "How does he treat you?"
Dog: "Real good. He walks me twice a day, feeds me great food, and takes me to the lake once a week to play."
Indian: Look of total disbelief.
Cowboy: "Mind if I talk to your horse?"
Indian: "Horse no talk."
Cowboy: "Hey horse, how's it going?"
Indian: Extreme look of shock.
Cowboy: "Is this your owner? " pointing at Indian
Cowboy: "How's he treat you?"
Horse: "Pretty good, thanks for asking. He rides me regularly, brushes me down often, and keeps me in a shed to protect me."
Indian: Total look of utter amazement.
Cowboy: "Mind if I talk to your sheep?"
Indian: "Sheep liar."
As I got on the elevator the other day, the only other person in there at the time was a young blonde lady. She smiles at me and says, "T-G-I-F."
I smiled at her and replied, "S-H-I-T."
She looked at me, puzzled, and said again, "T-G-I-F."
I acknowledged her remark once more by answering, "S-H-I-T."
The blonde was trying to be friendly, so she smiled her biggest smile and said to me as sweetly as possibly, "T-G-I-F" One more time.
Then I smiled back at her and once again replied with a quizzical expression, "S-H-I-T."
The blonde, finally deciding to explain, said, "T-G-I-F, Thank Goodness It's Friday.....get it?"
I answered back, "S-H-I-T.......Sorry, Honey, It's Thursday!"
Once upon a time, there was a mother who was working in the kitchen listening to her son playing with his new electric train in the living room. She heard the train stop and her son said, "All of you sons of b-- who want off, get the h--- off now, cause this is the last stop! #And all of you sons of b- who are getting on, get your arses in the train, 'cause we're going down the tracks."
The mother went in and told her son, "We don't use that kind of language in this house. Now I want you to go to your room and you are to stay there for TWO HOURS. When you come out, you may play with your train, but I want you to use nice language."
Two hours later, the son comes out of the bedroom and resumes playing with his train. Soon the train stopped and the mother heard her son say, "All passengers who are disembarking the train, please remember to take all of your belongings with you. #We thank you for riding with us today and I hope your trip was a pleasant one. #We hope you will ride with us again soon." She hears the little boy continue, "For those of you just boarding, we ask you to stow all of your hand luggage under your seat. Remember, there is no smoking on the train. We hope you will have a pleasant and relaxing journey with us today."
As the mother began to smile, the child added, "For those of you who are pissed off about the TWO HOUR delay, please see the b-- in the kitchen."
A fire fighter is working on the engine outside the station when he notices a little girl next door in a little red wagon with little ladders hung off the side and a garden hose tightly coiled in the middle. The girl is wearing a fire fighter's helmet and has the wagon tied to a dog and cat. The fire fighter walks over to take a closer look. "That sure is a nice fire truck," the fire fighter says with admiration.
"Thanks," the girl says.
The fire fighter looks a little closer and notices the girl has tied the wagon to the dog's collar and to the cat's testicles.
"Little Partner," the fire fighter says, "I don't want to tell you how to run your fire truck, but if you were to tie that rope around the cat's collar, I think you could go faster."
The little girl replied, "You're probably right, but then I wouldn't have a siren."
|[ Reply w/Quote ]|