Quality!
No joke?Don’t get it
Would have been funnier if you'd said 'don't get out'.Don’t get it
No joke?
If you were agoraphobic where would you want to be?
And the double meaning of get in as in ‘get the fuck in’.I see .... ‘get in’ as ... will be staying in and not going out ?
And the double meaning of get in as in ‘get the fuck in’.
I think, much like any thread to do with music, that this isn't the thread for Mark...And the double meaning of get in as in ‘get the fuck in’.
That’s all I needed to hear :-)Not funny
I thought you needed a sense of humour to watch your lot. Evidently not.Not funny
The doctor is doing his hospital round, and comes to one bed, and says to the patient: "How are you today, Mr Smith/"
Smith replies "Well, doctor, I feel really bloated - I haven't had a bowel movement for a week."
The doctor says: "Don't worry, Mr Smith, we've got a new laxative that moves the stodgiest bowels. Nurse, give Mr Smith this dose", and scribbles the details on a piece of paper
Unfortunately, the nurse is short-sighted, misreads the decimal point and gives the patient ten times the required dosage.
Later that day, the doctor passes Smith's bed and says cheerfully: "Now then Mr Smith, how are the bowels? Have we managed to move you yet?"
Smith replies: "I wish some bugger would move me....my bed's full of shit."
That will teach them to duck.An Evangelical Christian, a porn star and the President of the United States walk into a bar...
The porn start whispers to Donald, "Give me some locker room talk, baby."That will teach them to duck.
The Evangelical Christian is outraged. "You shall burn in righteous fury!," he shouts, pointing at the porn star. "You shall pay grievously for your misdeeds!"The porn start whispers to Donald, "Give me some locker room talk, baby."
Shit.The doctor is doing his hospital round, and comes to one bed, and says to the patient: "How are you today, Mr Smith/"
Smith replies "Well, doctor, I feel really bloated - I haven't had a bowel movement for a week."
The doctor says: "Don't worry, Mr Smith, we've got a new laxative that moves the stodgiest bowels. Nurse, give Mr Smith this dose", and scribbles the details on a piece of paper
Unfortunately, the nurse is short-sighted, misreads the decimal point and gives the patient ten times the required dosage.
Later that day, the doctor passes Smith's bed and says cheerfully: "Now then Mr Smith, how are the bowels? Have we managed to move you yet?"
Smith replies: "I wish some bugger would move me....my bed's full of shit."