Post by Prince Bambi on Dec 6, 2006 19:00:31 GMT -8
OK, here you can post your favorite jokes. Here's one that's hilarious (this didn't actually happen to me):
So I finished watching this nightclub act and went over to the bar to get myself a drink. There was a guy sleeping with his head resting on the bar. I tapped him on the shoulder, he raised his head, and I said, "Buddy, are you alright?" He said, "Fine. I just had too much to drink." I said, "What's your name?" He said, "Mr. Jones," and I said, "Mr. Jones, I'm going to do you a ig bfavor, and I'm gonna get you home." He said, "Thank you." So I called a cab, the cab arrived at the front of the bar, I picked Mr. Jones up, and he falls down. I picked him up again and he falls down. I picked him up and then dragged him over to the cab. I leaned him against the cab door to open the cab door for him, but he slips and falls down. I picked him up and he falls down. I picked him up again and he falls down. I picked him up and finally stuffed him into the cab. I got into the cab with him and told the driver to go to his house. The driver asks, "Where do you live?" Mr. Jones says, "111 Adam Street." So we get to 111 Adam Street, I get out of the cab first, opened the door for Mr. Jones, picked him up and he falls down. I picked up him again and he falls down. I picked him up a third time and drag him to the front door of his house. I rang the doorbell, and Mrs. Jones answers the door. I said, "Good evening, Mrs. Jones." I brought your husband home and it looks like he had a little too much to drink." She says, "Thank you very much, but where is his wheelchair?"
LOL
So I finished watching this nightclub act and went over to the bar to get myself a drink. There was a guy sleeping with his head resting on the bar. I tapped him on the shoulder, he raised his head, and I said, "Buddy, are you alright?" He said, "Fine. I just had too much to drink." I said, "What's your name?" He said, "Mr. Jones," and I said, "Mr. Jones, I'm going to do you a ig bfavor, and I'm gonna get you home." He said, "Thank you." So I called a cab, the cab arrived at the front of the bar, I picked Mr. Jones up, and he falls down. I picked him up again and he falls down. I picked him up and then dragged him over to the cab. I leaned him against the cab door to open the cab door for him, but he slips and falls down. I picked him up and he falls down. I picked him up again and he falls down. I picked him up and finally stuffed him into the cab. I got into the cab with him and told the driver to go to his house. The driver asks, "Where do you live?" Mr. Jones says, "111 Adam Street." So we get to 111 Adam Street, I get out of the cab first, opened the door for Mr. Jones, picked him up and he falls down. I picked up him again and he falls down. I picked him up a third time and drag him to the front door of his house. I rang the doorbell, and Mrs. Jones answers the door. I said, "Good evening, Mrs. Jones." I brought your husband home and it looks like he had a little too much to drink." She says, "Thank you very much, but where is his wheelchair?"
LOL