Mort's joke of the week

by **Twister026** » Mon Feb 13, 2006 5:45 pm

^^^^^^^

by B » Wed Feb 15, 2006 5:31 pm

by **Sabres** » Wed Feb 15, 2006 5:56 pm

HAHA

by **Twister026** » Wed Feb 15, 2006 6:02 pm

Originally posted by B
:rotflmao:

IT ALL MAKES SENSE NOW :lol:

by B » Wed Feb 15, 2006 6:08 pm

The answer to the kilt question...

by **Twister026** » Wed Feb 15, 2006 6:43 pm

wow, what a scary sight =-O!!!

by **Alofwar** » Thu Feb 16, 2006 6:37 pm

Crocodiles ahead?

or

What gordon Brown would like to do to Tony Blair

by B » Thu Feb 16, 2006 8:10 pm

Larry gets home late one night and his wife, Linda, says,
"Where in the hell have you been?"

Larry replies, "I was out getting a tattoo."

"A tattoo?" she frowned. "What kind of tattoo did you get?"

"I got a hundred dollar bill on my privates," he said proudly.

"What the hell were you thinking?" she said, shaking her
head in disdain. "Why on earth would an accountant get a hundred dollar bill tattooed on his privates?"

"Well, one, I like to watch my money grow.

Two, once in a while I like to play with my money.

Three, I like how money feels in my hand.

And, lastly, instead of you going out shopping, you can stay right here at home and blow
a hundred bucks anytime you want."

by **Sabres** » Thu Feb 16, 2006 8:12 pm

^:rotflmao:^

by **Ldsmith104** » Sun Feb 26, 2006 9:42 pm

Leaving the poker party, late as usual, two friends compared notes. "I can never fool my wife," the first complained. "I turn off the car’s engine and coast into the garage, take off my shoes, sneak upstairs, and undress in the bathroom. But she always wakes up and yells at me for being out so late and leaving her alone."

"You’ve got the wrong technique, my friend," his buddy replied. "I roar into the garage, slam the door, stomp up the steps, rub my hand on my wife’s ass, and ask, ’How ’bout a little?’ and she pretends to be asleep."

by B » Sun Feb 26, 2006 11:39 pm

A man and woman who had never met before, and who were both married to other
people, found themselves assigned to the same sleeping room on a
transcontinental train. Though initially embarrassed and uneasy over sharing a room, they were both very tired and fell asleep quickly, he in the upper bunk and she in the lower. At about 1:00 a.m. The man leaned over and gently woke the woman saying, "Ma'am, I'm sorry to bother you, but would you be willing to reach into the closet to get me a second blanket? I'm awfully cold. "I have a better idea," she replied. "Just for tonight, let's pretend that
we're married. "Wow! That's a great idea," he exclaimed. "Good," she replied. "Get your own f--king blanket." After a moment of silence, he farted.

by **PraiseA||ah** » Tue Feb 28, 2006 12:48 pm

Originally posted by B
The answer to the kilt question...

I would like to dedicate this request to B. :beer:

http://www.daveamason.com/april/mp3/Scotts.mp3

by **||ASS||Mortimer** » Tue Feb 28, 2006 5:49 pm

CLICK

by **Ldsmith104** » Tue Feb 28, 2006 5:57 pm

^^^^

by B » Fri Mar 03, 2006 11:47 pm

hehe..

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