Joke thread

A blind man was standing with his dog. The dog pissed all over his leg.
The man then gave the dog a biscuit.
Someone who was watching said to the blind man,
"That's the nicest thing I've ever seen. He pissed on your leg and you forgave him and give him a biscuit."
"Am I fuck" said the blind man. "I'm finding out what ends what and then I'm going to kick him in the bollocks!"
 
ste1969 said:
A blind man was standing with his dog. The dog pissed all over his leg.
The man then gave the dog a biscuit.
Someone who was watching said to the blind man,
"That's the nicest thing I've ever seen. He pissed on your leg and you forgave him and give him a biscuit."
"Am I fuck" said the blind man. "I'm finding out what ends what and then I'm going to kick him in the bollocks!"
True story: I grew up in a rough area and I was the last to leave home. My parents were old and I knew my going would leave them vulnerable to the latest crop of shitheads on the estate.
My mother always had a thing with dogs. Her father was a professional greyhound trainer. I guess she got it from him. It's hard to explain it. My brother has it too. If there's a doggy equivalent of a gardener with green thumbs, that's what I'm talking about.
Anyway, I bought a Rottweiler before I moved out, knowing full well my mother would click with the creature and they'd have a bit of extra protection when I left them on their own.
One day, after I'd moved our, my mother was walking the dog. He was still a pup really, not even a year old. She passed some of the local scumbags, at the shops, and there were remarks made about the dog. Nothing complimentary, just the usual bullshit.
"Go on, so" said my mother, taking the dog off the leash.
The dog walked over and proceeded to take a long piss on the biggest loudmouth's leg. Your man did sweet fuck all except stand there.
My parents have both gone on to their eternal reward and so has Reuben, the dog. They never had any more trouble from the local shitheads.
 
I remember when I was a kid and all I wanted for Christmas was an Action Man.
I got this plastic doll with a cord on its back and when you pulled it it said "30, 30, 35, 35, 35, 40......"
I looked on the box........Auction Man.
 
My psychiatrist said "As a small boy, did your mother ever hit you?"
I said "Let me make one thing absolutely clear doctor, my mother was never a small boy!"


I treated my girlfriend to a candlelit dinner...so everything was undercooked.


I've recently got a job helping out a one armed typist when she wants to do capital letters...it's shift work.
 
A woman was asked,
“When you are a ripe old age, and if you had to pick one, which would you choose:Parkinson’s or Alzheimer’s?”
This wise lady answered,
“Definitely Parkinson’s -- better to spill half my wine than to forget where I put the bottle.”
 
Wanted; A tall well-built woman with good
reputation, who can cook frogs
legs, who appreciates a good fuc-
schia garden, classic music and tal-
king without getting too serious.

Interested?
Then please only read lines 1, 3 and 5;
still interested?
Call me at......
 

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