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Originally Posted by VladTepes
Considering your profession that is one of the funniest things I have read in this thread;)
Sorry VM I have to agree though, or at least put that fast keystroke to some good:wasntme:
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Originally Posted by VladTepes
Considering your profession that is one of the funniest things I have read in this thread;)
Sorry VM I have to agree though, or at least put that fast keystroke to some good:wasntme:
Today is Einstein's birthday. He would have been 107.
Few people remember that the Nobel Prize winner married his cousin, Elsa
Lowenthal, after his first marriage dissolved in 1919.
He stated that he was attracted to Elsa because she was well endowed, and
postulated that if you are attracted to women with large breasts; the
attraction is stronger if there is a DNA connection.
This came to be known as Einstein's Theory of Relative Titty.
:eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::p
Mark
if these posts keep coming like this we're not going to need to re-instate the stars thread this one will replace it...
so any way...
the little old lady lived in a nice blue house with a nice blue driveway and a nice blue path, the grass naturally was genetically modified to be blue... the fence was blue even the sky was blue..
one day a nice man wearing a blue hat and a blue jacket walked up the blue path to the blue steps climbed them and approached the blue door. Searching for a second he saw the blue button on the blue facia and pressed it, sure enough "blue blue" went the hidden blue door bell inside the blue house behind the blue door.
soon the steps of the little old lady in blue were to be heard coming down the inside steps of the blue house and she, in due time, opened the blue door to reveal through its blue frame a wonderous blue interior.
The man in the blue hat and the blue jacket flicked his head back and whipped open his blue jacket the blue hat falling off in the process. To the old blue ladies shock and bewilderment he was naked and he was green, In her bedazzlement and confusion she paniced and ran down the blue path over the blue kerb to be crushed by a big truck on her journy across the road, natually she bled gentically modified blue blood.
The moral of the story?
Dont cross the street if the green man is flashing.
A pirate walked into a bar and the bartender said, "Hey, I haven't seen you
in awhile. What happened? You look terrible."
"What do you mean?" said the pirate, "I feel fine."
"What about the wooden leg?" the bartender asks. "You didn't have that
before."
"Well, we were in a battle and I got hit with a cannon ball, but I'm fine
now." says the pirate.
"Well, OK, but what about that hook? What happened to your hand?" asked the
bartender.
"We were in another battle." replied the pirate. "I boarded a ship and got
into a sword fight. My hand was cut off, but I got fitted with a hook. I'm
fine, really."
Then the bartender asks, "So, what about that eye patch?"
The pirate replies, "Oh, one day we were at sea, and a flock of sea gulls
flew over. I looked up and one of them ***** in my eye."
"You're kidding," said the bartender, "you couldn't lose an eye just from
bird *****."
The pirate responds, "It was my first day with the hook."