The Three Spies

spyA French, German, and Italian spy are sent out on a mission. Unfortunately they were all captured. The captors come into the cell and grab the French spy. They drag him into the next room, and put him in a chair with his hands tied behind his back. They brutally interrogate him for two hours before he finally told them everything he knew. Afterwards they brought him back to the cell and threw him in with the others.
Next they grabbed the German spy. Again they dragged him into the next room, put him in a chair with his hands tied behind his back, and interrogated him mercilessly for four hours before he cracked and gave them everything they wanted to know.
Finally they dragged out the Italian. The interrogation started out the same way, but as the hours passed, the tortures became more brutal. Finally 16 hours later, they gave up trying to get the last spy to talk. They tossed the half-dead Italian into the cell with the other two.
The Frenchman and the German were impressed. They asked the Italian how he managed not to talk. The Italian spy replies, “I wanted to, but I couldn’t move my hands!”

Cruising for a Ticket

copsA man had just bought himself a high performance sports car. He decided to take it out for drive on the open road to see just what his new toy could do. Not long into his ride, a cop pulls up behind him and turns on the lights, but the man was in one of his feistier moods. He floors the accelerator and leaves the cop in the dust. After he put two miles between himself and the cop, he came to his senses. He pulled over and waited.
The cop pulled up about a minute later. He got out of the cruiser and and approached the driver casually leaning up against the boot of the car. “I’ve had a really long week, and don’t feel like going through all the paperwork hassle brought on by your little antics back there,” said the officer. “I tell you what… If you can come up with an excuse I haven’t heard before, I’ll let you go.”
The driver paused for a moment and said, “Well Officer, my wife ran off with a cop last week, and I thought you might be trying to bring her back.”
“Have a good day, sir,” replied the officer as he headed back to his cruiser.

A Little Floristry Humor

flowersSo there are some poverty-stricken friars in a monastery who want to raise some money. They decide to go down to the nearest village to open up a florist shop, with their shtick being that if you buy the friar’s flowers, god will bless you and you will go straight to heaven.
The villagers begin buying the flowers at an incredible rate, and the rival owner across town begins to lose all of his own patrons to the new florist shop.
The rival owner goes over the friars and PLEADS with them to close down. The Friars refuse. The rival sends his mother to plead! The friars refuse.
Finally, the rival owner has no other choice. He hires the toughest thug in town, Hugh McCartney, to go and “convince” the friars to close down shop.
Hugh goes over to the friars, beats the shit out of them, trashes the shop, and says that he will be back to finish the job if they do not close within 24 hours.
Terrified, the friars close down, proving that (get ready for it): Only Hugh can prevent florist friars.

A Man in a Bar

beerA man walks into a bar and orders three Guinness. The bartender pours all three and sets them in front of the man who proceeds to take a sip out of the first, a sip of the second, a sip of the third, then repeats until he has finished them all. He then pays an leaves.
The next night the man returns, orders three Guinness, takes a sip of the first, a sip of the second, a sip of the third, repeats until finished, pays and leaves. This happens the next night as well, Finally the bartender asks as the man is leaving “Why do you always order three Guinness at once instead of ordering them one at a time?” The mans says “I have a Brother in London, a Brother in Sydney and with myself in New York City, we never get to go get drinks anymore, so each of us do this ritual every night in whatever city we are in, so it’s like we are having drinks together.” The bartender says “That’s really nice. See you tomorrow then.”
This continues every night for over a month, and one night, the man comes in and only orders two Guinness. He takes a sip of the first, sip of the second, and repeats until finished. The Bartender is thinking the whole time about how he will deal with this change in the ritual, and as the man pays, he says “I’m really sorry for your loss.” The man looks puzzled, and asks “What Loss?” The Bartender says “Well, you only ordered two Guinness, I assume something happened to one of your brothers.”
“No” says the Man “I just quit drinking.”

Gun Shop Incident

gunA man is at a gun shop looking to buy a new scope. The scope is on a rifle and he is looking through it out the window seeing if he likes it. Suddenly the man exclaims, “Oh sweet! Check it out! A naked chick and guy.”
The shop owner picks up a nearby set of binoculars to see and says, “Fuck! That’s my wife and another man.”
The shop owner tells the guy, “If you take these two bullets and shoot my wife in the head and that guy’s dick off, I will give you the scope for free.”
The man says “OK, but I think I’ll only need one bullet.”

The Rabbi and Priest Joke

religionA priest and a rabbi are driving down the road when, inexplicably, they get into a head on collision. Both are fine, and as they get out of their cars they start arguing intensely as to who was at fault. After a few minutes of finger pointing, the rabbi says, “This is ridiculous. We’re both men of God. We shouldn’t be arguing.”
“You’re right,” says the priest. “We should be better.”
“I have an idea,” the rabbi said. “I have a case of Manischewitz in the trunk. Let’s drink together to bury the hatchet.”
Lo and behold, one bottle survived the accident and the rabbi opens it and hands it to the priest. The priest takes a huge gulp and attempts to pass it to the rabbi. “Aren’t you going to have a drink?” he says.
The rabbi says, “I’ll wait until the cops show up.”

Monday Night Football

I'm going to try out a daily joke again... If you think you saw that exact same joke posted elsewhere... You're probably right.

I’m going to try out a daily joke again… If you think you saw that exact same joke posted elsewhere… You’re probably right.


Guy walks into a Bar on a Monday, sees the Jets game on. He asks the bartender to turn up the volume. Bartender asks, “So you’re a Jets fan?”
“Yeah, once again I am,” the guy replies. The bartender asks him what that means, so he elaborates. “When I was a little boy, I liked the Jets. But when I got a little older, I started to like girls. But now that I’m a little older, I like the Jets again.”
“Why did you switch back and forth like that?” the bartender asks.
The guy says, “Well, I finally realized something: there are times when a woman will refuse to fuck you, but the Jets will always fuck you. ”

 

 

Getting It All Back

Getting It All Back
No matter their present rank, every person who’s ever been in the military has been smoked. They euphemistically call it “corrective training”. Basically they make you do calisthenics till you puke. Push ups, flutter kicks, iron Mike’s, and many, many other incredibly simple exercises that become excruciatingly painful in a short period of time. If that’s not bad enough they are performed while your superior berates you for being a twat. It’s remarkably effective, and no one ever hits you or causes you actual physical harm. When it’s over, usually all is forgiven, and you fall back in line and carry on, lesson learned.

Of course I have my full Honorable Discharge, and my military days are very much over now, but I decided the stories would be more interesting if Tyler aka PFC Knaw were back in uniform.