Showing posts with label joke. Show all posts
Showing posts with label joke. Show all posts

Tuesday, 29 July 2008

Irish gag!!!

Another one from my colleague!


John O'Reilly hoisted his beer and said, 'Here's to spendingthe rest of me life, between the legs of me wife!'> > That won him the top prize at the pub for the best toast of the night.> > He went home and told his wife, Mary, 'I won the prize for the besttoast of the night.'> > She said, 'Aye, did ye now, and what was your toast?'> > John said, 'Here's to spending the rest of me life, sitting inchurch beside me wife.'> > 'Oh, that is very nice indeed, John!' Mary said.> > The next day, Mary ran into one of John's drinking buddies on thestreet corner.> > The man chuckled leeringly and said, 'John won the prize the othernight at the pub with a toast about you, Mary.'> > She said, 'Aye, he told me, and I was a bit surprised myself. Youknow, he's only been there twice in the last four years. Once he fellasleep, and the other time I had to pull him by the ears to make him come.'

Friday, 18 July 2008

Just for laffs 4!!!!

Another one from my colleague. Have a nice weekend

R esimay
To hoom it mae cunsern,I waunt to apply for the job what I saw in the paper. I can Type realee quik wit one finggar and do sum a counting. I think I am good on the phone and I no I am a pepole person, Pepole really seam to respond to me well. Certain men and all the ladies. I no my spelling is not to good but find that I Offen can get a job thru my persinalety. My salerery is open so we can discus wat you want to pay me and wat you think that I am werth, I can s tart emeditely. Thank you in advanse fore yore anser. hopifuly Yore best aplicant so farr.
Sinseerly,BRYAN nikname Beefy

PS : Because my resimay is a bit short - below is a pickture of me.

























Employer's response:... Dear Beefy-I mean Bryan , It's OK honey, we've got spell check. See you Monday.



Thursday, 3 April 2008

Just for Laughs!!!!




A nice, calm and respectable lady went into the pharmacy, walked up to the pharmacist, looked straight into his eyes and said, "I would like to buy some cyanide." The pharmacist asked, "Why in the world do you need cyanide?" The lady replied, "I need it to poison my husband." The pharmacist's eyes got big and he exclaimed, "Lord have mercy! I can't give you cyanide to kill your husband. That's against the law! I'll lose my license! They'll throw both of us in jail! All kinds of bad things will happen. Absolutely not! You CANNOT have any cyanide!" The lady reached into her purse and pulled out a picture of her husband in bed with the pharmacist's wife. The pharmacist looked at the picture and replied, "Well now, that's different. You didn't tell me you had a prescription