Systematic Riffage said:It was the usual scene in the City's Night Court, the police had rounded up the usual collection of street walkers and brought them before the judge; three stood before him, all arrested on the same corner. He asked the first lady what she had to say for herself.
The woman was irate, "I don't know what all this is about your honor. I'm a college student doing research for a term paper."
The judge sighed and said, "Well, Miss, I would have thought you'd done enough research by now. My computer says you have two prior convictions. Thirty days and $250 fine."
He then turned to the second lady and requested her to testify. The woman began crying softly and said, "Judge, I am just a housewife out getting a pack of cigarettes for my husband. I have no idea why I was arrested."
This time, the Judge shook his head and said, "Well, young lady, the officer tells me that he saw you hand a stack of bills along with the cigarettes to your 'husband' in his new Cadillac. Thirty days and $250 fine."
He turned to the last of the trio and asked her occupation.
The woman said simply, "I'm a hooker."
Refreshed at her honesty, the judge laughed and said, "How's business?"
She sneered and replied, "Terrible judge, with all these students and housewives around, I can't turn a single trick."
Wasnt very amusing. Keep it up though.
Buckwheat and Darla were in school, and the teacher asks Darla: "How do you spell 'dumb'?"
Darla says, "d-u-m-b, dumb."
The teacher says, "Very good, now use it in a sentence."
She says, "Buckwheat is dumb."
The teacher says, "Now spell 'stupid'."
Darla says, "s-t-u-p-i-d, stupid."
The teacher says, "Very good, now use it in a sentence."
Darla says, "Buckwheat is stupid."
When the teacher calls on Buckwheat and says, "Buckwheat, spell 'dictate'."
Buckwheat stands and says, "d-i-c-t-a-t-e, dictate."
The teacher says, "Very good, now use it in a sentence."
Buckwheat ponders for a few seconds, then spurts out, "I may be dumb and I may be stupid, but Darla says my dictate good!"
Had potential, but shit the bed at the end. Here's a good one:
okay, Osama Bin Laden died and went to hell. Hell was full, so satan said he would have to let someone go to heaven to make room for him, and he could take their place. They entered the first room.
There was a guy who had done steriods and killed someone in roid rage, so he had to lift weights for all of eternity, without a single break. Osama said, "No, not this one. I am not very strong."
In the next one, there was a bad man who had drowned in a swimming pool. He had do dive in and do laps over and over again for all of eternity, with no breaks. Osama said, "No way, I suck at swimming."
In the third and final room, there was quite a scene. Bill Clinton was lying down spread eagle, with a womans face between his legs. Osama immedately said, "Sure, I'll take this one."
Satan said, "okay Monica, you're free to go."
Yeah i know...but I just post the ones I get in my email everyday lol, sometimes there are great ones
Dirty Joke Of The Day: December 10th, 2006
I don't get it :-/
"dictate" sounds like "dick tastes" coming from a tard.:zombie:
It's 8:00 AM at a gambling casino. Two bored dealers are waiting around for someone to walk up and try their luck at the craps table.
A very attractive lady comes in and wants to bet twenty-thousand dollars on a single roll of the dice.
The dealers agree.
She says, "I hope you don't mind, but I feel much luckier when I'm bottomless."
With that she strips naked from the waist down, and rolls the dice while yelling, "Momma needs a new pair of pants!"
She then begins jumping up and down and hugging each of the dealers. "YES! I WIN! I WIN!"
With that she picks up her money and clothes and quickly leaves. The dealers just stare at each other dumbfounded. Finally one of them asks, "What did she roll anyway?"
The other answers, "I don't know. I thought YOU were watching the dice!"
I wanna find out if that really works. Ill get my bird on it.
Goldie was sitting on a beach in Florida, attempting to strike up a conversation with the attractive gentleman reading on the blanket beside hers.
"Hello, sir," she said, "Do you like movies?"
"Yes, I do," he responded, then returned to his book.
Goldie persisted. "Do you like gardening?"
The man again looked up from his book. "Yes, I do," he said politely before returning to his reading.
Undaunted, Goldie asked. "Do you like pussycats?"
With that, the man dropped his book and pounced on Goldie, ravaging her as she'd never been ravaged before.
As the cloud of sand began to settle, Goldie dragged herself to a sitting position and panted, "How did you know that was what I wanted?"
The man thought for a moment and replied, "How did you know my name was Katz?"