Wessa What we all need now. But i could not find the humour page. So Dozers Dad will probably tell me of again and rightly so. Glad it gave you a smile. Joe
Thanks again @joe mc donald it is what we need right now. Let's hope that things settle back down soon mate
Funny stuff. Their thinking of changing the name of the Cleavland Indians baseball team to something really representative of the race. Something simple and inoffensive like. The Cleavland first nation, indigenous, original people who were slaughtered by white people baseball team. I voted for the name Cleavland Beer Nuts.
WARNING: OFFENSIVE TO LGBT Two old schoolmates bump into each other at the pub. Turns out one grew up and became a faggot, while the other developed into a psychopath. They have a few, then a last one before closing time. On the way out the gay propositions the psycho, “Let me have my way with you and I’ll let you do anything you want with me”. The psycho says “never”, but he fag persists, and adds: “Remember, I’ll let you do anything you want afterwards. Anything”. “Anything?” asks the psycho. “Anything,” affirms the gay. The psycho unbuckles his belt, drops his trousers and bends over. “Get on with it”. After the action, the gay one honours his promise. “Ball’s in your court, big boy. Anything you want.” “Follow me,” says the psycho. They walk for block after block, suburb after suburb, until they get into the industrial area. The psycho leads the gay one into a technical park. He unlocks a workshop and motions the gay one inside. “Drop ém”, says the pyscho. The gay one complies. The psycho motions toward a vise. “In there,” he orders. The fag obediently plonks his willy between the jaws of the vise. The psycho rotates the handle of the vise. The jaws close on the fag’s willy. A little tighter, then tighter still. The fag winces. “Pull it out,” orders the psycho. The fag tries, and tries harder. Shakes his head. He cannot extract his willy from the vise. The psycho opens a cabinet and takes out a saw. The fag blanches. The psycho advances upon the alarmed fag, still with his willy stuck in the vise… Raises the saw… And begins sawing away at the handle of the vise. Sawing through the handle, the psycho tosses the two halves of the handle across the workshop floor. Then he puts the saw down… within reach of the fag. The psycho disappears for a moment, then returns with two cigarettes. Lights them and tosses one fag to the fag (...!). The fag and the psycho smoke their cigs. The fag begins to relax a little. “You know,” admits the fag, “when you came at me with that saw I thought you were going to saw my willy off.” The psycho shakes his head slowly. “You will,” says he, “when I set the workshop on fire.” Regards Stan L South Africa
Peeps / Brothers and Sisters. Some of these made me laugh a lot one made me cringe funny but what a waste of a good vice and workshop. Hope these enlighten you some more if they are not fit please tell me and I will remove them. Joe.
