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When I got divorced, my wife said she would fight for custody of the kids.
Took her out with one punch.


My grandad gave me some sound advice on his deathbed.
"It's worth spending money on good speakers," he told me.


Disabled toilets.
Ironically, the only toilets big enough to run around in.


I met a 14 year old girl on the internet. She was clever, funny, flirty and se*xy, so I suggested we meet up.
She turned out to be an undercover detective.  How cool is that at her age?!


I was reading in the paper today about this dwarf that got pickpocketed.
How could anyone stoop so low?


I was at a cash machine when an old lady walked up and asked me to help her check her balance.
So I pushed her over.


I just saw that Harry Potter film. A bit unrealistic if you ask me. I mean, a ginger kid, with two friends?


I was walking down the road when I saw an Afghan bloke standing on a fifth floor balcony shaking a carpet.
I shouted up to him, "What's up mate, won't it start?"

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Neologisms

 

Wordsmith's will love this

Once again, The Washington Post has published the winning submissions to its yearly neologisms, in which readers are asked to supply alternate meanings for common words.

The winners are:

1. Coffee (n.), the person upon whom one coughs.

2. Flabbergasted (adj.), appalled over how much weight you have gained.

3. Abdicate (v.), to give up all hope of ever having a flat stomach.

4. Esplanade (v.), to attempt an explanation while drunk.

5. Willy-nilly (adj.), impotent.

6. Negligent (adj.), describes a condition in which you absentmindedly answer the door in your nightgown.

7. Lymph (v.), to walk with a lisp.

8. Gargoyle (n.), olive-flavored mouthwash.

9. Flatulence (n.) emergency vehicle that picks you up after you are run over by a steamroller.

10. Balderdash (n.), a rapidly receding hairline.

11. Testicle (n.), a humorous question on an exam.

12. Rectitude (n.), the formal, dignified bearing adopted by proctologists.

13. Pokemon (n), a Rastafarian proctologist.

14. Oyster (n.), a person who sprinkles his conversation with Yiddishisms.

15. Frisbeetarianism (n.), The belief that, when you die, your Soul flies up onto the roof and gets stuck there.

16. Circumvent (n.), an opening in the front of boxer shorts worn by Jewish men.


The Washington Post's Style Invitational also asked readers to take any word from the dictionary, alter it by adding, subtracting, or changing one letter, and supply a new definition.

Here are this year's winners:

1. Bozone (n.): The substance surrounding stupid people that stops bright ideas from penetrating. The bozone layer, unfortunately, shows little sign of breaking down in the near future.

2. Foreploy (v): Any misrepresentation about yourself for the purpose of getting laid.

3. Cashtration (n.): The act of buying a house, which renders the subject financially impotent for an indefinite period.

4. Giraffiti (n): Vandalism spray-painted very, very high.

5. Sarchasm (n): The gulf between the author of sarcastic wit and the person who doesn't get it.

6. Inoculatte (v): To take coffee intravenously when you are running late.

7. Hipatitis (n): Terminal coolness.

8. Osteopornosis (n): A degenerate disease.

9. Karmageddon (n): Its like, when everybody is sending off all these really bad vibes, right? And then, like, the Earth explodes and it's like, a serious bummer.

10. Decafalon (n.): The grueling event of getting through the day consuming only things that are good for you.

11. Glibido (v): All talk and no action.

12. Dopeler effect (n): The tendency of stupid ideas to seem smarter when they come at you rapidly.

13. Arachnoleptic fit (n.): The frantic dance performed just after you've accidentally walked through a spider web.

14. Beelzebug (n.): Satan in the form of a mosquito that gets into your bedroom at three in the morning and cannot be cast out.

15. Caterpallor (n.): The color you turn after finding half a grub in the fruit you're eating.

16 . Ignoranus (n): A person who's both stupid and an a**hole

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Knock Knock

Who's there?

 

 

 

 

 

 


The doorbell repairman.

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I used to be a pilot until the company fired me.

Apparently I had an altitude problem
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Making a baby.


The Smiths were unable to conceive children and decided to use a surrogate father to start their family. On the day the proxy father was to arrive, Mr. Smith kissed his wife goodbye and said, 'Well, I'm off now. The man should be here soon.'

Half an hour later, just by chance, a door-to-door baby photographer happened to ring the doorbell, hoping to make a sale. 'Good morning, Ma'am', he said, 'I've come to...'

'Oh, no need to explain,' Mrs. Smith cut in, embarrassed, 'I've been expecting you.'

'Have you really?' said the photographer. 'Well, that's good. Did you know babies are my specialty?'

'Well that's what my husband and I had hoped. Please come in and have a seat'.

After a moment she asked, blushing, 'Well, where do we start?'

'Leave everything to me. I usually try two in the bathtub, one on the couch, and perhaps a couple on the bed. And sometimes the living room floor is fun. You can really spread out there.'

'Bathtub, living room floor? No wonder it didn't work out for Harry and me!'

'Well, Ma'am, none of us can guarantee a good one every time. But if we try several different positions and I shoot from six or seven angles, I'm sure you'll be pleased with the results.'

'My, that's a lot!', gasped Mrs. Smith.

'Ma'am, in my line of work a man has to take his time. I'd love to be In and out in five minutes, but I'm sure you'd be disappointed with that.'
'Don't I know it,' said Mrs.. Smith quietly.

The photographer opened his briefcase and pulled out a portfolio of his baby pictures. 'This was done on the top of a bus,' he said

'Oh, my word!' Mrs. Smith exclaimed, grasping at her throat

'And these twins turned out exceptionally well - when you consider their mother was so difficult to work with.'

'She was difficult?' asked Mrs. Smith.

'Yes, I'm afraid so. I finally had to take her to the park to get the job done right. People were crowding around four and five deep to get a good look'

'Four and five deep?' said Mrs. Smith, her eyes wide with amazement.

'Yes', the photographer replied. 'And for more than three hours, too. The mother was constantly squealing and yelling - I could hardly concentrate, and when darkness approached I had to rush my shots. Finally, when the squirrels began nibbling on my equipment, I just had to pack it all in.'

Mrs. Smith leaned forward. 'Do you mean they actually chewed on your, uh...equipment?'

'It's true, Ma'am, yes.. Well, if you're ready, I'll set-up my tripod and we can get to work right away.'

'Tripod?'

'Oh yes, Ma'am. I need to use a tripod to rest my Canon on. It's much too big to be held in the hand very long.'


Mrs. Smith fainted

 

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The Power of Alcohol

A man is waiting for his wife to give birth. The doctor comes in and informs the dad that his son was born without torso, arms or legs. The son is just a head! But the dad loves his son and raises him as well as he can, with love and compassion.

After 18 years, the son is now old enough for his first drink. Dad takes him to the bar, tearfully tells the son he is proud of him and orders up the biggest, strongest drink for his boy. With all the bar patrons looking on curiously and the bartender shaking his head in disbelief, the boy takes his first sip of alcohol.

Swoooosh! Plop! A torso pops out! The bar is dead silent; then bursts into whoops of joy. The father, shocked, begs his son to drink again. The patrons chant, "Take another drink!"

The bartender continues to shake his head in dismay .. Swoooosh! Plip! Plop! Two arms pop out.

The bar goes wild. The father, crying and wailing, begs his son to drink again. The patrons chant, "Take another drink! Take another drink!"
The bartender ignores the whole affair and goes back to polishing glasses, shaking his head, clearly unimpressed by the amazing scenes.

By now the boy is getting tipsy, but with his new hands he reaches down, grabs his drink and guzzles the last of it. Plop! Plip! Two legs pop out. The bar is in chaos.

The father falls to his knees and tearfully thanks God. The boy stands up on his new legs and stumbles to the left then staggers to the right through the front door, into the street, where a truck runs over him and kills him instantly. The bar falls silent.

The father moans in grief. The bartender sighs and says,

 

" He should've quit while he was a head!"

Cats know your every thought.

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The pastor asked if anyone in the congregation would like to express Praise for answered prayers.  A lady stood and walked to the podium.

 

She said, "I have a Praise. Two months ago, my husband, Tom, had a terrible bicycle wreck and his scrotum was completely crushed. The pain was excruciating and the doctors didn't know if they could help him."

 

You could hear a muffled gasp from the men in the congregation as they imagined the pain that poor Tom must have experienced.

 

"Tom was unable to hold me or the children," she went on, "and every move caused him terrible pain. We prayed as the doctors performed a delicate operation, and it turned out they were able to piece together the crushed remnants of Tom's scrotum, and wrap wire around it to hold it in place."

 

Again, the men in the congregation were unnerved and squirmed uncomfortably as they imagined the horrible surgery performed on Tom.

 

"Now," she announced in a quavering voice, "thank the Lord, Tom is out of the hospital and the doctors say that with time, his scrotum should recover completely."

 

All the men sighed with relief.

 

The pastor rose and tentatively asked if anyone else had something to say.

 

A man stood up and walked slowly to the podium.

 

He said, "I'm Tom."

 

The entire congregation held its breath.

 

"I just want to tell my wife that the word is sternum."

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This next one requires a sweary word, so apologies in advance.  It also reminds me too much of my 11 year old son which is a bit scary .. so away we go sweary and scary!

 

 

How to get to Heaven in Scotland

 

I was testing children in my Glasgow Sunday school class to see if they understood the concept of getting to heaven.

 

I asked them, 'If I sold my house and my car, had a big jumble sale and gave all my money to the church, would that get me into heaven?'

 

'NO!' the children answered.

 

'If I cleaned the church every day, mowed the garden, and kept everything tidy, would that get me into heaven?'

 

Again, the answer was 'No!' By now I was starting to smile.

 

'Well, then, if I was kind to animals and gave sweeties to all the children, and loved my husband, would that get me into heaven?'

 

 

 

Again, they all answered 'No!'. I was just bursting with pride for them.

 

I continued, 'Then how can I get into heaven?'

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A six year-old boy shouted out 'YUV GOTTAE BE FCUKN' DEAD..........'

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 keep 'em coming Jack
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MAGPIE: THE ASSOCIATION for British Travel Agents and Thomas Cook have compiled some research looking at the silliest complaints lodged by holidaymakers in the UK. They include concerns about sand being too white, anger at the sea being too full of fish and feelings of inadequacy on seeing an aroused elephant. One man was envious that the three-bedroom apartment rented by his friend was clearly bigger than his own one-bedroom place.

Another couple were frustrated that it took them nine hours to fly back to England from Jamaica when it only took the American travellers a mere three hours to get home.

One Briton complained that the 3.50 pair of Ray Ban sunglasses bought from a street vendor proved to be fake, another that his travel agent had failed to tell him to wear swimming trunks for his trip to a water park, while another tour operator was criticised for not informing a traveller that mosquitos bite.

It goes on. According to one man there were too many Spanish people in Spain and and another felt that too much curry was served in restaurants in India.

* * * * *

A COMPUTER programmer from Finland who lost his ring finger in a motorcycle accident has had it replaced with a USB drive. Jerry Jalava has built a special prosthetic finger which contains computer storage for photos, movies and other useful files.

The prosthetic finger looks like a normal finger but he can peel it back from the nailand plug it into the USB slot on his computer, he explained.

It is not attached permanently in to my body, it is a removable prosthetic which has USB memory stick inside it.

When Im using the USB, I just leave my finger inside the slot and pick it up after Im ready.

* * * * *

AN ART student in England has given herself three months to find a husband as the final project for her college course.

Alex Humphreys (23) is taking a visual communication course at Leeds College of Art and Design.

She began her Husband Project after becoming disillusioned with casual dating and, so far, has 150 prospective suitors. In June, she must present a body of work to examiners to complete her course. She hopes it will include a marriage certificate and a real man as well.

Id been single for too long and didnt want to end up a spinster, said Miss Humphreys.

I wanted do to a big concept art piece for my final project and so I put the two things together.

Im serious about finding the man I wake up next to for the rest of my life and marrying him before my course ends in June.

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MEANWHILE, A woman in the US has been ordered to appear in court after calling the police three times because a McDonalds restaurant had run out of Chicken McNuggets.

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IN A bid to protect children from sporting disappointment the English Football Association has been urged to introduce a mercy rule in youth soccer that would result in games being stopped if a team opens up a nine-goal lead.

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IT BRINGS a whole different meaning to Blowing in the wind but Bob Dylan is reportedly making himself unpopular among his Malibu neighbours because of smells from a portable toilet on his property.

They complain that sea breezes blow nasty smells from the loo, used by employees of Dylans, including his security guards.

Cindy Emminger, whose house is directly behind the toilet, says the smell has made her and her eight-year-old son ill because they are both sensitive to chemicals and have allergies.

She and her husband even went as far as installing five industrial-sized fans to blow the smell back at Dylan, but it didnt work.

Its a scandal, Mr Emminger told the Los Angeles Times. Mr Civil Rights is killing our civil rights.

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GERMAN TWIN brothers arrested on suspicion of stealing 6 million worth of jewellery and watches from KaDeWe, Berlins largest department store, have been released because police cannot prove which one did it.

The 27-year-olds had been accused of the daring theft in which the robbers are thought to have abseiled into the shop through a skylight after scaling the side of the building.

From the evidence we have, said a court statement, we can deduce that at least one of the brothers took part in the crime but it has not been possible to determine which one.

Investigations are continuing

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The McD's one mentioned above is here...


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Paddy and Colleen were making passionate love in Paddy's mini van when suddenly Colleen, being a bit on the kinky side, yells out "Oh big boy,whip me,whip me!" Paddy, not wanting to pass up this unique opportunity, obviously did not have any whips on hand, but in a flash of inspiration, he opens the window, snaps the antenna off his van and proceeds to whip Colleen until they both collapse in ecstasy.

About a week later, Colleen notices that the marks left by the whipping are starting to fester a bit so she goes to the doctor.

The doctor takes one look at the wounds and asks, "Did you get these marks having sex?" Colleen, a little embarrassed that she has slept with Paddy [let alone that she allowed the kinky boy to whip her] eventually admits that, yes, she did.

Nodding his head knowingly, the doctor exclaims, "I thought so, because in all my years as a doctor you've got the worst case of van aerial disease that I've ever seen".
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This one is true.

In the current gangland which is Limerick, a city in the west of Ireland, there are two feuding factions, the Collopy/Keanes, and the Dundon/McCarthys.

Over the past couple of years, they have been attempting to annihilate each other.

Last week, Philip Collopy decided to show how big a man he was.

He ejected the magazine from his semi automatic pistol, and proceeded tell his friends "This is what will happen any of those f*****s if they come after me", as he put the gun to his head and pulled the trigger.

He had completely forgotten about the bullet that was already chambered in the gun, and shot himself in the head.

Does anyone have an email address for the Darwin Awards or Snopes???

And here's the inevitable joke:

Latest score in local feud:

Dundon/McCarthy 1 Collopy/Keane 0

0 Philip Collopy OG

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The world is better off without that scumbag.
Very tasteful funeral cortge and all!



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It gives a new meaning to "the wan in the fishnets is a bit of a horse"!!!

What's the deal with the pickup?

The most infuriating thing is the Tricolour being dragged along the ground.  A nations flag is supposed to be carried with respect, and should not touch the ground.  You'd be strung up for that in some countries.

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IIRC they are travellers!
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When Jane initially met Tarzan of the Jungle, she was attracted to him, and during her questions about his life, she asked him how he had sex. "Tarzan not know sex," he replied.

Jane explained to him what sex was.

Tarzan said, "Oh, Tarzan use hole in trunk of tree."

Horrified, she said, "Tarzan you have it all wrong, but I will show you how to do it properly."

She took off her clothes and lay down on the ground. "Here," she said. "You must put it in here."

Tarzan removed his loincloth, stepped closer with his huge *********, and then gave her an almighty kick right in the crotch. Jane rolled around in agony, but manages to gasp for air and screamed, "What did you do that for?"

"Tarzan check for bees."
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A male patient is lying in bed in the hospital,
wearing an oxygen mask over his mouth and nose,
still heavily sedated from a difficult four hour surgical procedure


A young student nurse appears to give him a
partial sponge bath.


Nurse,' he mumbles, from behind the mask
'Are my testicles black?'

Embarrassed, the young nurse replies

'I don't know,Sir. I'm only here to wash
your upper body.'


He struggles to ask again,

'Nurse, are my testicles black?'

Concerned that he may elevate his vitals from worry about his testicles, she overcomes her embarrassment and sheepishly pulls back the covers...

She raises his gown, holds his penis in one hand and his
testicles in the other, lifting and moving them around and around gently.

Then, she takes a close look and says, 'No sir, they aren't and I assure you, there's nothing wrong with them, Sir !!'


The man pulls off his oxygen mask, smiles at her and says very slowly,

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Originally posted by kbannon kbannon wrote:

IIRC they are travellers!
Drug dealing murderous scum
couldnt of said it better myself, let them kill each other there are doing society a favour 
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