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Skiffybob ![]() Really should get out more ![]() ![]() Joined: 04 Dec 06 Location: United Kingdom Online Status: Offline Posts: 842 |
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kanga ![]() Far too distracted from work ![]() Joined: 09 Oct 07 Online Status: Offline Posts: 248 |
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oh no, i'm a pikey ot worhy of my university degree! shocking!
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The Moo ![]() Really should get out more ![]() ![]() Joined: 01 Jun 06 Online Status: Offline Posts: 809 |
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I'm confused. I thought "Pikey" was a derogatory term for a member of the Caravan Utilising Nomadic Travelling community. The questionnaire seems to suggest otherwise.........
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One Monday morning the Postman is riding through the neighborhood on his usual route, delivering the mail. As he approaches one of the homes he noticed that both cars were still in the driveway.... His wonder was cut
short by Derek, the homeowner, coming out with a load of empty beer and liquor bottles for the recycling bin. 'Wow Derek, looks like you guys had one hell of a party last night,'the Postman comments. Derek, in obvious pain, replies 'Actually we had it Saturday night. This is the first I have felt like moving since 4:00 am Sunday morning. We had about fifteen couples from around the neighborhood over for some weekend fun and it got a bit wild. We all got so drunk around midnight that we started playing WHO AM I.' The Postman thinks a moment and says, 'How do you play WHO AM I?' 'Well, all the guys go in the bedroom and we come out one at a time with a sheet covering us, with only our 'family jewels' showing through a hole in the sheet. Then the women try to guess who it is.' The Postman laughs and says, 'Sounds like fun. I'm sorry I missed that.' 'Probably a good thing you did,' Derek responded. 'Your name came up seven times.... |
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To my dearest, I want you. I shall seek and find you. I shall take you to bed and have my way with you. I will make you ache, shake, and sweat until you moan and groan. I will make you beg for mercy. I will exhaust you to the point that you will be relieved when I am finished with you, and I will leave you weak for days. All my love, Swine Flu |
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Life in the Australian Army...
Text of a letter from a kid from Eromanga to Mum and Dad. (For Those of you not in the know, Eromanga is a small town, west of Quilpie in the far south west of Queensland ) Dear Mum & Dad, I am well. Hope youse are too. Tell me big brothers Doug and Phil that the Army is better than workin' on the farm - tell them to get in bloody quick smart before the jobs are all gone! I wuz a bit slow in settling down at first, because ya don't hafta get outta bed until 6am. But I like sleeping in now, cuz all ya gotta do before brekky is make ya bed and shine ya boots and clean ya uniform. No bloody cows to milk, no calves to feed, no feed to stack - nothin'!! Ya haz gotta shower though, but its not so bad, coz there's lotsa hot water and even a light to see what ya doing! At brekky ya get cereal, fruit and eggs but there's no kangaroo steaks or possum stew like wot Mum makes. You don't get fed again until noon and by that time all the city boys are buggered because we've been on a 'route march' - geez its only just like walking to the windmill in the back paddock!! This one will kill me brothers Doug and Phil with laughter. I keep getting medals for shootin' - dunno why. The bullseye is as big as a bloody possum's bum and it don't move and it's not firing back at ya like the Johnsons did when our big scrubber bull got into their prize cows before the Ekka last year! All ya gotta do is make yourself comfortable and hit the target - it's a piece of piss!! You don't even load your own cartridges, they comes in little boxes, and ya don't have to steady yourself against the rollbar of the roo shooting truck when you reload! Sometimes ya gotta wrestle with the city boys and I gotta be real careful coz they break easy - it's not like fighting with Doug and Phil and Jack and Boori and Steve and Muzza all at once like we do at home after the muster. Turns out I'm not a bad boxer either and it looks like I'm the best the platoon's got, and I've only been beaten by this one bloke from the Engineers - he's 6 foot 5 and 15 stone and three pick handles across the shoulders and as ya know I'm only 5 foot 7 and eight stone wringin' wet, but I fought him till the other blokes carried me off to the boozer. I can't complain about the Army - tell the boys to get in quick before word gets around how bloody good it is. Your loving daughter, Sheila |
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> My wife and I were watching Who Wants To Be A Millionaire while we
> were in bed. I turned to her and said, "Do you want to have sex?" > "No," she answered. I then said, "Is that your final answer?" > She didn't even look at me this time, simply saying "Yes." > So I said, "Then I'd like to phone a friend." > And that's when the fight started.... > > ............................................... > > I asked my wife, "Where do you want to go for our anniversary?" > It warmed my heart to see her face melt in sweet appreciation. > "Somewhere I haven't been in a long time!" she said. > So I suggested, "How about the kitchen?" > And that's when the fight started.... > > ................................................ > > Saturday morning I got up early, quietly dressed, made my lunch, > grabbed the dog, and slipped quietly into the garage. I hooked up > the boat up to the truck, and proceeded to back out into a > torrential downpour. The wind was blowing 50 mph, so I pulled back > into the garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the > weather would be bad all day. I went back into the house, quietly > undressed, and slipped back into bed. I cuddled up to my wife's > back, now with a different anticipation, and whispered, ‘The weather > out there is terrible.' > My loving wife of 10 years replied, 'Can you believe my stupid > husband is out fishing in that?' > And that's when the fight started.... > > ............................................... > > A man and a woman were asleep like two innocent babies. > Suddenly, at 3 o'clock in the morning, a loud noise came from > outside. The woman, bewildered, jumped up from the bed and yelled > at the man 'Holy Crap, that must be my husband!' > So the man jumped out of the bed; scared and naked jumped out the > window. He smashed himself on the ground, ran through a thorn bush > and to his car as fast as he could go. A few minutes later he > returned and went up to the bedroom and screamed at the woman, 'I AM > your husband!' > The woman yelled back, 'Yeah, then why were you running?' > And that's when the fight started.... > > ............................................... > > > I tried to talk my wife into buying a case of Carlsberg for £24.95. > Instead, she bought a jar of face cream for £17.95. > I told her the beer would make her look better at night than the > face cream.. > And that's when the fight started.... > > .............................................. > > A woman was standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror. > She was not happy with what she saw and said to her husband, 'I > feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly. I really need you to pay > me a compliment.' > The husband replies, 'Your eyesight's damn near perfect.' > And that's when the fight started.... > > ................................................ > > I took my wife to a restaurant. The waiter, for some reason, took my > order first. "I'll have the strip steak, medium rare, please." > He said, "Aren't you worried about the mad cow?"" > Nah, she can order for herself." > And that's when the fight started.... > > ............................................................ ............. > > > After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply for my > Pension > The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver's license to > verify my age. > I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at home. > I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home > and come back later. The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt.' So I > opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair. She said, 'That > silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me' and she processed > my Social Security application. When I got home, I excitedly told my > wife about my experience at the Social Security office. She said, > 'You should have dropped your trousers. You might have gotten > disability, too.' > And that's when the fight started.... > ------------------------------------------------------------ ----------------------- > One year, a husband decided to buy his mother-in-law a cemetery plot > as a Christmas gift. The next year, he didn't buy her a gift. > When she asked him why, he replied, "Well, you still haven't used > the gift I bought you last year!" > And that's when the fight started..... |
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Scouse Vasectomy After having their 11th child, a Liverpool couple decided that was enough, as the social wouldn't buy them a bigger bed and they weren't strong enough to nick one. The husband went to his doctor and told him that he and his wife didn't want to have any more children. The doctor told him there was a procedure called a vasectomy that would fix the problem but it was expensive. A less costly alternative was to go home, get a firework, light it, put it in a beer can, then hold the can up to his ear and count to 10. The Scouser said to the doctor, 'I may not be the smartest guy in the world, but I don't see how putting a firework in a beer can next to my ear is going to help me.' 'Trust me, it will do the job', said the doctor. So the man went home, lit a banger and put it in a beer can. He held the can up to his ear and began to count: '1, 2, 3, 4, 5,' at which point he paused, and placed the beer can between his legs so he could continue counting on his other hand. This procedure also works in Middlesborough, parts of Bradford, Huddersfield and anywhere in Wales |
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THIS IS LABOUR GOVERNMENT
REST OF THE WORLD VERSION: The squirrel works hard in the withering heat all summer long, building and improving his house and laying up supplies for the winter. The grasshopper thinks he's a fool, and laughs and dances and plays the summer away. Come winter, the squirrel is warm and well fed. The shivering grasshopper has no food or shelter, so he dies out in the cold. THE END ------------------------------------------------------------ ------------ LABOUR GOVERNMENT THE UK VERSION The squirrel works hard in the withering heat all summer long, building and improving his house and laying up supplies for the winter. The grasshopper thinks he's a fool, and laughs and dances and plays the summer away. Come winter, the squirrel is warm and well fed. A social worker finds the shivering grasshopper, calls a press conference and demands to know why the squirrel should be allowed to be warm and well fed while others less fortunate, like the grasshopper, are cold and starving. The BBC shows up to provide live coverage of the shivering grasshopper; with cuts to a video of the squirrel in his comfortable warm home with a table laden with food. The British press inform people that they should be ashamed that in a country of such wealth, this poor grasshopper is allowed to suffer so, while others have plenty. The Labour Party, Greenpeace, Animal Rights and The Grasshopper Council of GB demonstrate in front of the squirrel's house. The BBC, interrupting a cultural festival special from Notting Hill with breaking news, broadcasts a multi-cultural choir singing 'We shall overcome'. Ken Livingstone rants in an interview with Trevor McDonald that the squirrel got rich off the backs of grasshoppers, and calls for an immediate tax hike on the squirrel to make him pay his 'fair share' and increases the charge for squirrels to enter inner London . In response to pressure from the media, the Government drafts the Economic Equity and Grasshopper anti Discrimination Act, retroactive to the beginning of the summer. The squirrel's taxes are reassessed. He is taken to court and fined for failing to hire grasshoppers as builders for the work he was doing on his home and an additional fine for contempt when he told the court the grasshopper did not want to work. The grasshopper is provided with a council house, financial aid to furnish it and an account with a local taxi firm to ensure he can be socially mobile. The squirrel's food is seized and re-distributed to the more needy members of society, in this case the grasshopper. Without enough money to buy more food, to pay the fine and his newly imposed retroactive taxes, the squirrel has to downsize and start building a new home. The local authority takes over his old home and utilises it as a temporary home for asylum seeking cats who had hijacked a plane to get to Britain as they had to share their country of origin with mice. On arrival they tried to blow up the airport because of Britain 's apparent love of dogs. The cats had been arrested for the international offence of hijacking and attempted bombing but were immediately released because the police fed them pilchards instead of salmon whilst in custody. Initial moves to return them to their own country were abandoned, because it was feared they would face death by the mice. The cats devise and start a scam to obtain money from people's credit cards. A Panorama special shows the grasshopper finishing the last of the squirrel's food, though spring is still months away, while the council house he is in, crumbles around him because he hasn't bothered to maintain the house. He is shown to be taking drugs. Inadequate government funding is blamed for the grasshoppers' drug 'illness'. The cats seek recompense in the British courts for their treatment since arrival in UK . The grasshopper gets arrested for stabbing an old dog during a burglary to get money for his drugs habit. He is imprisoned but released immediately because he has been in custody for a few weeks. He is placed in the care of the probation service to monitor and supervise him.. Within a few weeks he has killed a guinea pig in a botched robbery. A commission of enquiry, that will eventually cost £10,000,000 and state the obvious, is set up. Additional money is put into funding a drug rehabilitation scheme for grasshoppers and legal aid for lawyers representing asylum seekers is increased. The government praises the asylum-seeking cats for enriching Britain 's multicultural diversity, and dogs are criticised by the government for failing to befriend the cats. The grasshopper dies of a drug overdose. The usual sections of the press blame it on the obvious failure of government to address the root causes of despair arising from social inequity and his traumatic experience of prison. They call for the resignation of a government minister. The cats are paid a million pounds each because their rights were infringed when the government failed to inform them there were mice in the United Kingdom . The squirrel, the dogs and the victims of the hijacking, the bombing, the burglaries and robberies have to pay an additional percentage on their credit cards to cover losses. Their taxes are increased to pay for law and order, and they are told that they will have to work beyond 65 because of a shortfall in government funds. THE END |
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