Corny One for Friday

Started by 5 Sams, November 10, 2006, 11:22:24 AM

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illdecide

I've heard this b4 so chances are it could be posted already but it's Monday morning and i'm so tired so couldn't be bothered looking :(

MAN TEST

1.  If you are over forty and you have a washboard stomach, you are a queer.  It means you haven't sucked back enough beer with the boys and have spent the rest of your free time doing sit-ups, aerobics and doing the Oprah diet...f**got.

2.  If you have a cat, you are a homo.  A cat is like a dog, but queer -- it grooms itself constantly but never scratches itself, has a delicate touch except when it uses its claws and whines to be fed.  And just think about how you call a dog... 'Killer, come here!  I said get your ass over here, Killer!'  Now think about how you call a cat...'Bun-bun, come to daddy, snookums!'  Jeeez you're so queer.

3.  If you suck on lollipops, ring pops, baby pacifiers or any such nonsense, rest assured, you are a gaylord.  A straight man only sucks on BBQ ribs, crab claws, raw oysters, lobster backs, pickled pigs feet or tits.  Anything else and you are a homo in training and undeniably a fag.

4.  If you refuse to take a dump in a public bathroom or piss in a parking lot, you crave a deep homosexual relationship.  A man's world is his toilet; he defecates and urinates where he pleases.

5.  If you drink anything other than regular coffee, you're as fairy as Tinkerbelle.  A straight man will never be heard ordering a 'decaf soy latte'.  If you've put a decaf soy latte to your lips, you've had a man there too.

6.  If you know more than six names of non-standard colors or four different types of dessert other than ice cream and custard, you might as well be handing out free ass passes.  A real man doesn't have memory space in his brain to remember all of that crap.  If you can pick out chartreuse you're gay.  And if you can name ANY type of textile other than cotton or denim, you are a peter puffer.

7.  If you drive with both hands on the wheel, forget it, you're dying to tune a meat whistle.  A man only puts both hands on the wheel to honk at a slow-assed driver or to cut the p***k off.  The rest of the time he needs that hand to change the radio station, eat a hamburger or hold his beer.

8.  If you do not send this off to all the males on your email list because you are afraid of hurting their feelings then you are definitely on the verge of being a salami smuggler.
I can swim a little but i can't fly an inch

Orior

Are you dating or married to an Aussie birds? Send this to her and then come back here and tell us what happened next.
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Of course I love ya darling, you're a bloody top-notch bird,
And when I say you're gorgeous I mean every single word.

So ya bum is on the big side, I don't mind a bit of flab
It means that when I'm ready there's somethin there to grab

So your belly isn't flat no more I tell ya, I don't care
So long as when I cuddle ya I can get my arms round there

No sheila who is your age has nice round perky breasts
They just gave in to gravity but I know ya do ya best

I'm tellin' ya the truth now and I never tell ya lies
Cos I think its very sexy that you've got dimples on ya thighs

I swear on me nanna's grave now the moment that we met
I thought you was as good as I was ever gonna get

No matter what u look like I'll always love ya dear
Now shut up while the footy's on and fetch me another beer.
Cover me in chocolate and feed me to the lesbians

The Real Laoislad



A man boarded an aircraft at Heathrow and took his seat.
As he settled in, he noticed a very beautiful woman boarding the
plane. He realised she was heading straight towards his seat and bingo!
She took the seat right beside him.

Eager to strike up a conversation, he blurted out,
"Business trip or vacation?"

She turned, smiled enchantingly and said
"Business".
I'm going
to the annual nymphomaniac convention in the United States ".

He swallowed hard ... here was the most gorgeous woman he had
ever seen sitting next to him, and she was going to a meeting for
nymphomaniacs!
Struggling to maintain his composure, he calmly asked,
"What's your business role at this convention?"

"Lecturer," she responded. "I use my experience to debunk
some of the popular myths about sexuality."

"Really", he smiled, "what myths are those?"

"Well," she explained, "one popular myth is that African
American men are the most well endowed when, in fact, it's the Native
American Indian who is most likely to possess that trait.
Another popular myth is that French men are the best lovers,
when actually it is the men of Irish descent are the best.

Suddenly the woman became uncomfortable and quiet. "I'm
sorry," she said "I really shouldn't be discussing this with you, I
don't even know your name."



"Tonto," the man said... "Tonto Murphy"
You'll Never Walk Alone.

illdecide

Two men were sitting next to each other at a bar. After awhile, one guy looks at the other and says, 'I can't help but think, from listening to you, that you're from Ireland .'

The other guy responds proudly, 'Yes, that I am!'

The first guy says, 'So am I! And where about from Ireland might you be'?

The other guy answers, 'I'm from Dublin , I am.'

The first guy responds, 'So am I!'

'Sure and begorra. And what street did you live on in Dublin ?

The other guy says, 'A lovely little area it was. I lived on McCleary Street in the old central part of town.'

The first guy says, 'Faith and it's a small world. So did I! So did I!
And to what school would you have been going'?

The other guy a answers, 'Well now, I went to St. Mary's, of course.'

The first guy gets really excited and says, 'And so did I. Tell me, what year did you graduate'?

The other guy answers, 'Well, now, let's see. I graduated in 1964.'

The first guy exclaims, 'The Good Lord must be smiling down upon us! I can hardly believe our good luck at winding up in the same bar tonight. Can you believe it? I graduated from St. Mary's in 1964 my own self!'

About this time, Vicky walks into the bar, sits down and orders a beer.

Brian, the bartender, walks over to Vicky, shaking his head and mutters, 'It's going to be a long night tonight.'

Vicky asks, 'Why do you say that, Brian'?

'The Murphy twins are pissed again.'
I can swim a little but i can't fly an inch

illdecide

Only the Irish have Jokes Like These
Into a Belfast pub comes Paddy Murphy,
looking like he'd just been run over by a train.
His arm is in a sling, his nose is broken,
his face is cut and bruised and he's walking with a limp
"What happened to you?" asks Sean, the bartender.
" Jamie O'Conner and me had a fight," says Paddy.
"That little shit, O'Conner," says Sean,
"He couldn't do that to you,
he must have had something in his hand."
"That he did," says Paddy, "a shovel is what he had,
and a terrible lickin' he gave me with it."
"Well," says Sean, "you should have defended yourself,
didn't you have something in your hand?"
That I did," said Paddy.
"Mrs. O'Conner's breast, and a thing of
beauty it was, but useless in a fight."


******************************************************************************************** **************
An Irishman who had a little too much to drink
is driving home from the city one night and,
of course, his car is weaving violently all over the road.
A cop pulls him over.
"So," says the cop to the driver,
where have ya been?"
"Why, I've been to the pub of course,"
slurs the drunk.
"Well," says the cop, "it looks like you've had quite
a few to drink this evening."
"I did all right," the drunk says with a smile.
"Did you know," says the cop, standing straight and
folding his arms across his chest,
"that a few intersections back, your wife fell out of your car?"
"Oh, thank heavens," sighs the drunk.
"For a minute there, I thought I'd gone deaf."

***********************************************************************************************************
Brenda O'Malley is home making dinner, as usual,
when Bill Finnegan arrives at her door.
"Brenda, may I come in?" he asks.
"I've somethin' to tell ya".
"Of course you can come in, you're always welcome, Bill.
But where's my husband?"
"That's what I'm here to be telling ya, Brenda."
There was an accident down at the Guinness brewery..."
"Oh, God no!" cries Brenda. "Please don't tell me."
"I must, Brenda. Your husband Shamus
is dead and gone. I'm sorry.
Finally, she looked up at Bill.
"How did it happen, Bill?"
"It was terrible, Brenda. He fell into a vat
of Guinness Stout and drowned."
"Oh my dear Jesus! But you must tell me truth, Bill.
Did he at least go quickly?"
"Well, Brenda . . . no. . . . In fact, he got out three times to pee."


************************************************************************************************************
Mary Clancy goes up to Father O'Grady after
his Sunday morning service, and she's in tears.
He says, "So what's bothering you, Mary my dear?"
She says, "Oh, Father, I've got terrible news.
My husband passed away last night."
The priest says, "Oh, Mary, that's terrible.
Tell me, Mary, did he have any last requests?"
She says, "That he did, Father."
The priest says, "What did he ask, Mary? "
She says, He said,
'Please Mary, put down that damn gun...'


*********************************************************************************************************
AND THE BEST FOR LAST

A drunk staggers into a Catholic Church,
enters a confessional booth, sits down, but says nothing.
The Priest coughs a few times to get his
attention but the drunk continues to sit there.
Finally, the Priest pounds three times on the wall.
The drunk mumbles, "ain't no use knockin,
there's no paper on this side either"
I can swim a little but i can't fly an inch

Orior

The British are feeling the pinch in relation to recent terrorist threats in Islamabad and have raised their security level from " Slightly Miffed" to "Peeved."

Soon, though, security levels may be raised yet again to "Irritated" or even "A Bit Cross." Brits have not been "A Bit Cross" since the blitz in 1940 when tea supplies all but ran out. Terrorists have been re-categorized from "Tiresome" to a "Bloody Nuisance." The last time the British issued a "Bloody Nuisance" warning level was during the great fire of 1666.

The French government announced yesterday that it has raised its terror alert level from "Run" to "Hide". The only two higher levels in France are "Collaborate" and "Surrender." The rise was precipitated by a recent fire that destroyed France's white flag factory, effectively paralysing the country's military capability.

It's not only the French who are on a heightened level of alert. Italy has increased the alert level from "Shout loudly and excitedly" to "Elaborate Military Posturing." Two more levels remain: "Ineffective Combat Operations" and "Change Sides."

The Germans also increased their alert state from "Disdainful Arrogance" to "Dress in Uniform and Sing Marching Songs.." They also have two higher levels: "Invade a Neighbour" and "Lose".

Belgians, on the other hand, are all on holiday as usual, and the only threat they are worried about is NATO pulling out of Brussels ..

The Spanish are all excited to see their new submarines ready to deploy. These beautifully designed subs have glass bottoms so the new Spanish navy can get a really good look at the old Spanish navy.

Americans meanwhile are carrying out pre-emptive strikes, on all of their allies, just in case.

New Zealand has also raised its security levels - from "baaa" to "BAAAA!". Due to continuing defence cutbacks (the airforce being a squadron of spotty teenagers flying paper aeroplanes and the navy some toy boats in the Prime Minister's bath), New Zealand only has one more level of escalation, which is "Shut, I hope Austrulia will come end riscue us". In the event of invasion, New Zealanders will be asked to gather together in a strategic defensive position called "Bondi".

Australia, meanwhile, has raised its security level from "No worries" to "She'll be right, mate". Three more escalation levels remain -
"Crikey!', "I think we'll need to cancel the barbie this weekend", "The barbie is cancelled". There has not been a situation yet that has warranted the use of the final escalation level.



Nothing listed for the Irish - we'll have to make up our own. Suggest "Careful now" and escalating to "Ah feck it"
Cover me in chocolate and feed me to the lesbians

illdecide

The Pastor's Ass

The Pastor entered his donkey in a race and it won.

The Pastor was so pleased with the donkey that he entered it in the race
again and it won again.

The local paper read:

PASTOR'S ASS OUT FRONT

The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity that he ordered the Pastor not to enter the donkey in another race. The next day the local paper headline read:

BISHOP SCRATCHES PASTOR'S ASS

This was too much for the Bishop so he ordered the Pastor to get rid of the donkey.  The Pastor decided to give it to a Nun in a nearby convent.  The local paper, hearing of the news, posted the following headline the next day:

NUN HAS BEST ASS IN TOWN
The Bishop fainted. He informed the Nun that she would have to get rid of the donkey so she sold it to a farmer for $10.  The next day the paper read:

NUN SELLS ASS FOR $10.

This was too much for the Bishop so he ordered the Nun to buy back the donkey and lead it to the plains where it could run wild.  The next day the headlines read:

NUN ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD AND FREE

The Bishop was buried the next day.

The moral of the story is . . . being concerned about public opinion can bring you much grief and misery . . even shorten your life.  So be yourself and enjoy life. Stop worrying about everyone else's ass and you'll be a lot happier and live longer!
I can swim a little but i can't fly an inch

illdecide

What Starts with F and ends with K                             
                                                                           
             A first-grade teacher, Ms. Brooks, was having trouble with one
             of her students The teacher asked, 'Harry, what's your         
             problem?'                                                     
                                                                           
                                                                           
             Harry answered, 'I'm too smart for the 1st grade. My sister is
             in the 3rd grade and I'm smarter                               
             than she is! I think I should be in the 3rd grade too!'       
                                                                           
                                           
             Ms. Brooks had had enough. She took Harry to the principal's   
             office.                                                       
                                                                           
                                                                           
             While Harry waited in the outer office, the teacher explained 
             to the principal what the situation was. The principal told   
             Ms.. Brooks he would give the                                   
             boy a test. If he failed to answer any of his questions he was
             to go back to the 1st grade and behave. She agreed.           
                                                                           
             Harry was brought in and the conditions were explained to him 
             and he agreed to take the test.                               
                                                                           
                                                                           
             Principal:                                               
             'What is 3 x 3?'                                               
                                                                           
             Harry:                                                         
             '9.'                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                   
             Principal:                                                     
             'What is 6 x 6?'                                               
                                                                           
                                                                           
             Harry:                                                         
             '36.'                                                       
                                                                           
             And so it went with every question the principal thought a 3rd
             grader should know.                                           
                                                                           
             The principal looks at Ms. Brooks and tells her,               
             'I think Harry can go to the 3rd grade.'                       
                                                                           
               
             Ms. Brooks says to the principal,                             
             'Let me ask him some questions.'                               
                                                                           
             The principal and Harry both agreed.                           
                                                                           
             Ms. Brooks asks, 'What does a cow have four of that I have     
             only two of?'         
                                                                           
                                                                           
             Harry, after a moment: 'Legs.'                                 
                                                                           
                                                                           
             Ms Brooks: 'What is in your pants that you have but I do not have?'                                                         
                                                                           
                                                                           
             The principal wondered why she would ask such a question.                                                     
                                                                           
                           
             Harry replied: 'Pockets.'                                     
                                                                           
                                                                           
             Ms. Brooks: 'What does a dog do that a man steps into?'       
                                                                           
                                                                   
             Harry:                                                         
             'Pants.'                                                       
                                                                           
                                                                           
             The principal sat forward with his mouth hanging open.         
                                                                           
             Ms. Brooks: 
             'What goes in hard and pink then comes out soft and sticky?'   
                                                                           
             The principal's eyes opened really wide and before he could   
             stop the answer, Harry replied, 'Bubble                       
             gum..'                                                         
                                                                           
             Ms. Brooks: 'What does a man do standing up, a woman does     
   sitting down and a dog                                         
             does on three legs?'                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
             Harry: 'Shake hands.'                                         
                                                                           
             The principal was trembling.       
                                                                           
                                                                           
             Ms. Brooks: 'What word starts with an 'F' and ends in 'K' that
             means a lot of heat and excitement?'                           
                                                                           
             Harry:                                                         
             'Firetruck.'                                                 
                                                                           
             The principal breathed a sigh of relief and told the           
             teacher,                                                       
           


'Put Harry in the fifth-grade, I got the last seven questions 
             wrong.....'                                                   
I can swim a little but i can't fly an inch

Orior

PRESBYTERIAN:
When you rearrange the letters:
BEST IN PRAYER

ASTRONOMER:
When you rearrange the letters:
MOON STARER

DESPERATION:
When you rearrange the letters:
A ROPE ENDS IT

THE EYES:
When you rearrange the letters:
THEY SEE

GEORGE BUSH:
When you rearrange the letters:
HE BUGS GORE

THE MORSE CODE:
When you rearrange the letters:
HERE COME DOTS

DORMITORY:
When you rearrange the letters:
DIRTY ROOM

SLOT MACHINES:
When you rearrange the letters:
CASH LOST IN ME

ANIMOSITY:
When you rearrange the letters:
IS NO AMITY

ELECTION RESULTS:
When you rearrange the letters:
LIES - LET'S RECOUNT

SNOOZE ALARMS:
When you rearrange the letters:
ALAS! NO MORE Z 'S

A DECIMAL POINT:
When you rearrange the letters:
I'M A DOT IN PLACE

THE EARTHQUAKES:
When you rearrange the letters:
THAT QUEER SHAKE

ELEVEN PLUS TWO:
When you rearrange the letters:
TWELVE PLUS ONE

AND FOR THE GRAND FINALE:

MOTHER-IN-LAW:
When you rearrange the letters:
WOMAN HITLER
Cover me in chocolate and feed me to the lesbians

illdecide

Grandma's boyfriend

A 5-year-old boy went to visit his grandmother one day. Playing with his toys in her bedroom while grandma was dusting, he looked up and said, 'Grandma, how come you don't have a boyfriend now that Grandpa went to heaven?'

Grandma replied, 'Honey, my TV is my boyfriend.. I can sit in my bedroom and watch it all day long. The religious programs make me feel good and the comedies make me laugh. I'm happy with my TV as my boyfriend.'

Grandma turned on the TV, and the reception was terrible. She started adjusting the knobs, trying to get the picture in focus.  Frustrated, she started hitting the backside of the TV hoping to fix the problem.

The little boy heard the doorbell ring, so he hurried to open the door and there stood Grandma's minister. The minister said, 'Hello son, is your Grandma home?'

The little boy replied, 'Yeah, she's in the bedroom bangin' her boyfriend.'

The minister fainted.
I can swim a little but i can't fly an inch

Orior

PONDERISMS

I used to eat a lot of natural foods until I learned that most people die of natural causes.

Gardening Rule: When weeding, the best way to make sure you are removing a weed and not a valuable plant is to pull on it. If itcomes out of the ground easily, it is a valuable plant.

The easiest way to find something lost around the house is to buy a replacement.

Never take life seriously. Nobody gets out alive anyway.

There are two kinds of pedestrians: the quick and the dead.

Life is sexually transmitted.

Health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die.

The only difference between a rut and a grave is the depth.

Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday, lying in hospitals dying of nothing.

Have you noticed since everyone has a camcorder these days no one talks about seeing UFOs like they used to?

Whenever I feel blue, I start breathing again

All of us could take a lesson from the weather. It pays no attention to criticism.

In the 60's, people took acid to make the world weird. Now the world is weird and people take Prozac to make it normal.

How is it one careless match can start a forest fire, but it takes a whole box to start a campfire?

Who was the first person to look at a cow and say, 'I think I'll squeeze these dangly things here, and drink whatever comes out?'

Who was the first person to say, 'See that chicken there? I'm going to eat the next thing that comes out of its butt.'

Why is there a light in the fridge and not in the freezer?

If Jimmy cracks corn and no one cares, why is there a song about him?

If quizzes are quizzical, what are tests?

Do illiterate people get the full effect of Alphabet Soup?

Did you ever notice that when you blow in a dog's face, he gets mad at you, but when you take him on a car ride; he sticks his head out the window?

Why doesn't glue stick to the inside of the bottle?
Cover me in chocolate and feed me to the lesbians

illdecide

I've heard this one b4 so sorry if it has been already been posted...

A new priest at his first mass was so nervous he could hardly speak.

After mass he asked the monsignor how he had done.

The monsignor replied, 'When I am worried about getting nervous on the pulpit, I put a glass of vodka next to the water glass. If I start to get nervous, I take a sip.'

So next Sunday he took the monsignor's advice.

At the beginning of the sermon, he got nervous and took a drink.

He proceeded to talk up a storm

Upon his return to his office after the mass, he found the following note on the door:

1) Sip the vodka, don't gulp.

2) There are 10 commandments, not 12.

3) There are 12 disciples, not 10.

4) Jesus was consecrated, not constipated.

5) Jacob wagered his donkey, he did not bet his ass.

6) We do not refer to Jesus Christ as the late J.C.

7) The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost are not referred to as Daddy, Junior and the spook.

8) David slew Goliath; he did not kick the shit out of him.

9) When David was hit by a rock and was knocked off his donkey, don't say he was stoned off his ass.

10)We do not refer to the cross as the 'Big T.'

11)When Jesus broke the bread at the last supper he said, 'Take this and eat it for it is my body.' He did not say 'Eat me'.

12)The Virgin Mary is not called 'Mary with the Cherry'.

13)The recommended grace before a meal is not: Rub-A-Dub-Dub thanks for the grub, Yeah God.

14)Next Sunday there will be a taffy pulling contest at St. Peter's not a peter pulling contest at St. Taffy's
I can swim a little but i can't fly an inch

tyroneman

Why cant stevie wonder see his friends?    Because hes married.

illdecide

Frozen Crabs
A lawyer boarded an airplane in New Orleans with a box of frozen crabs  and asked a blonde stewardess to take care of them for him.
She took the box and promised to put it in the crew's refrigerator.
He advised her that he was holding her personally responsible for them  staying frozen, mentioned in a very haughty manner that he was a  lawyer, and proceeded to rant at her about what would happen if she  let them thaw out.
Needless to say, she was annoyed by his behaviour. Shortly before   landing in New York, she used the intercom to announce to the entire cabin, "Would the gentleman who gave me the crabs in New Orleans, please raise your hand?"
Not one hand went up ... so she took them home and ate them.
Two lessons here:
1. Lawyers aren't as smart as they think they are.
2. Blondes aren't as dumb as most folks think.
I can swim a little but i can't fly an inch