Week Starting:
April 24, 2000 |
Three guys were drinking in a bar when a drunk came
in, staggered up to them, and pointed at the guy in
the middle, shouting, "Your mamma's the best lay in town!"
Everyone expected a fight, but the guy ignored him and
the drunk wandered off and bellied up to the bar at the far end.
Ten minutes later, the drunk came back, pointed at the
same guy, and said, "I just screwed your mamma, and it was swe-e-et!"
Again the guy refused to take the bait and the drunk wandered off.
Ten minutes later, he came back and announced, "Your mamma even let me...."
Finally the guy interrupted "Go home Dad, you're drunk!" |
| Week Starting:
April 17, 2000 |
There were three girls and they were all going to get
executed. One was a
brunette, one was a blond, and the last was a red head. First the brunette
stood in front of the executioner. He said any last words and she said no.
The Executioner said ready aim... and the brunette says EARTHQUAKE and
they all hide and she escapes.
Next the red head comes up in front of the executioner and he says again
any last words, she says no. The executioner says ready aim... and the red
head says TORNADO. And they all hide and she gets away.
The blond has gotten an idea to get her out of it just like the others, so
Last the blond comes in front of the executioner and he says any last
words she says no. He says ready aim... and the blond says FIRE! |
| Week Starting:
April 10, 2000 |
Ramon decides to change his gender, he saves his money
for years and
finally goes to the operation.
One week later he returns to the bar, and now he/she is a beautiful
blonde. His/her friend ask him/her "Hey tell us, how that operation
was like?"
"Well," he/she says, "it was the worst experience I had in my life!"
"Why?" asks the friend.
"Well, when they put on the tits, it was aching like hell. When they cut
off my dick, I felt like I could die. But then the worst was when they
started cutting half of my brain..." |
| Week Starting:
April 3, 2000 |
A Marine colonel, on his way home from work at the
Pentagon, came to a dead
halt in traffic and thought to himself, "Wow, this traffic seems worse than
usual. Nothing's even moving."
He noticed a police officer walking back and forth between the lines of
cars, so he rolled down his window and asked, "Officer what's the hold up?"
The officer replied, "The President is just so depressed about the thought
of moving with Hillary to New York that he stopped his motorcade in the middle
of the Beltway and he's threatening to douse himself in gasoline and set
himself on fire. He says his family hates him and he doesn't have the money
to pay for the new house. We're taking up a collection for him."
"Oh really? How much do you have so far?"
"About three hundred gallons, but a lot of folks are still siphoning." |