What to Make of My Husband
- First cannibal: I don't know what to make of my husband these days.
- Second cannibal: How about a curry?
- First cannibal: I don't know what to make of my husband these days.
- Second cannibal: How about a curry?
What is the hamburgers' motto?
→ If at first you don't succeed, fry, fry again!
Did you hear about the new form of birth control for blondes?
→ They take off their makeup.
What a BLONDE will ask the doctor, in the maternity ward?
→ "Is it mine?"
Did you hear about the tree's birthday?
→ It was a sappy one!
- Your ugly.
- And you're drunk.
- Yes, but in the morning I'll be sober!
What criminal doesn't take baths?
→ A dirty crook.
A Scotsman is sitting in a bar in Cuba and is minding his business when a man with a large black beard walks in. The man goes to the bar and orders a shot of whisky. The bartender serves him, the man drinks the whisky then starts walking out the door. The bartender says:
- Hey aren't you going to pay for that?
The man says:
- Excuse me, Castro's Army.
The bartender says:
- Alright then
and the man leaves.
A few minutes later another man with a large black beard walks in. The man goes to the bar and orders a shot of whisky. The bartender serves him, the man drinks the whisky then starts walking out the door. The bartender says:
- Hey aren't you going to pay for that?
The man says:
- Excuse me, Castro's Army.
The bartender says:
- Alright then
and the man leaves.
The Scotsman gets an idea and walks up to the bar and orders a shot of whisky. He drinks the whisky then starts walking out the door. The bartender says:
- Hey aren't you going to pay for that?
The Scotsman says:
- Excuse me, Castro's Army.
The bartender says:
- Hey where is your big black beard?
The Scotsman thinks quickly. He lifts his Kilt and says:
- Secret Service!
A Russian walks into a bar and orders a beer.
- That will be one ruble - says the bartender.
- One ruble! - the customer protests
- last week it was only fifty kopeks!
- Well - replies the bartender
- it's fifty kopeks for the beer and fifty kopecs for the perestroika.
Reluctantly, the customer gives the bartender a ruble, and is surprised when the bartender gives him back fifty kopecs and says:
- We are out of beer.
Your mama is like a pool table, 25 cents and she'll rack your balls.