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Age: 68 Nombre de messages: 441  Localisation: 24130 St.Georges-Blancaneix Date d'inscription: 26/05/2008
 | Sujet: Re: Pour les anglophones Sam 10 Oct 2009 - 19:45 | |
| Hi There, Hope you are wellThought you might like this The Bathtub Test During a visit to the mental institution, a visitor asked the Director how do you determine whether or not a patient should be institutionalized.
"Well," said the Director, "we fill up a bathtub, then we offer a teaspoon, a teacup and a bucket to the patient and ask him or her to empty the bathtub."
"Oh, I understand," said the visitor. "A normal person would use the bucket because it's bigger than the spoon or the teacup."
"No." said the Director, "A normal person would pull the plug. Do you want a bed near the window?"
ARE YOU GOING TO PASS THIS ON, OR DO YOU WANT THE BED NEXT TO MINE? |
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rosemarie border de bronze

Age: 68 Nombre de messages: 441  Localisation: 24130 St.Georges-Blancaneix Date d'inscription: 26/05/2008
 | Sujet: Re: Pour les anglophones Lun 12 Oct 2009 - 13:00 | |
| ROYAL JOGGING Prince Charles decided to take up jogging.. Every day, he'd jog past a hooker standing on the same street corner. He learned to brace himself as he approached her for what was almost certain to follow.
'One hundred and fifty pounds!' she'd shout from the curb.
'No! Five pounds!' He would fire back, just to shut her up.
This ritual between him and the hooker became a daily occurrence. He'd run by and she'd yell, 'One hundred and Fifty pounds!' He'd yell back, 'Five pounds!'
One day, Camilla decided that she wanted to accompany her 'husband' on his jog.
As the jogging couple neared the working woman's street corner, Prince Charles realised she'd bark her ý150 offer and Camilla would wonder what he'd really been doing on all his past outings. He figured he'd better have a good explanation for his Wife. As they jogged into the turn that would take them past the corner, he became even more apprehensive than usual. Sure enough, there was the hooker. He tried to avoid the prostitute's eyes as she watched the pair jog past.
Then, from her corner, the hooker yelled: 'See what you get for five pounds, you tight bastard?!' </SPAN> |
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