Wednesday Funny

If I may add a small joke to this thread?

Bloke walks into a pub and asks for a pint of anything except Stella !

Barman asks "Whats wrong with Stella?"

Bloke replies "I had 12 pints of Stella the other night and when i came round i was ******* skint!"

The barman look confused and says "But 12 pints of any lager/beer are all going to cost around the same!"

Bloke replies "Yeah but Skint is my dog!"
 
Sonea Fifer said:
If I may add a small joke to this thread?

Bloke walks into a pub and asks for a pint of anything except Stella !

Barman asks "Whats wrong with Stella?"

Bloke replies "I had 12 pints of Stella the other night and when i came round i was ******* skint!"

The barman look confused and says "But 12 pints of any lager/beer are all going to cost around the same!"

Bloke replies "Yeah but Skint is my dog!"
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\:D/
 
Sonea Fifer said:
If I may add a small joke to this thread?

Bloke walks into a pub and asks for a pint of anything except Stella !

Barman asks "Whats wrong with Stella?"

Bloke replies "I had 12 pints of Stella the other night and when i came round i was ******* skint!"

The barman look confused and says "But 12 pints of any lager/beer are all going to cost around the same!"

Bloke replies "Yeah but Skint is my dog!"
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you win :D
 
Sonea Fifer said:
If I may add a small joke to this thread?

Bloke walks into a pub and asks for a pint of anything except Stella !

Barman asks "Whats wrong with Stella?"

Bloke replies "I had 12 pints of Stella the other night and when i came round i was ******* skint!"

The barman look confused and says "But 12 pints of any lager/beer are all going to cost around the same!"

Bloke replies "Yeah but Skint is my dog!"
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Liked that one :)
 
Shamelessly stolen from another forum... I give you...

Pierre The Brave Fighter Pilot.

Pierre, a brave French fighter pilot, takes his girlfriend, Marie, out for
a pleasant little picnic by the River Seine.

It’s a beautiful day and love is in the air. Marie leans over to Pierre and says, “Pierre, kiss me!”

Our hero grabs a bottle of Merlot and splashes it on Marie’s lips.
“What are you doing, Pierre?” says the startled Marie.
“I am Pierre the fighter pilot! When I have red meat, I like to have red wine!”

She smiles and they start kissing. When things began to heat up a little, Marie says, “Pierre, kiss me lower.”

Our hero tears her blouse open, grabs a bottle of Chardonnay and starts pouring it all over her breasts.
“Pierre! What are you doing?” asks the bewildered Marie.
“I am Pierre the fighter pilot! When I have white meat, I like to have white wine!”

They resume their passionate interlude and things really steam up. Marie leans close to his ear and whispers, “Pierre, kiss me lower!”

Our hero rips off her underwear, grabs a bottle of Cognac and pours it in her lap. He then strikes a match and lights it on fire. Marie shrieks and dives into the river. Standing waist deep in the river, Marie throws her arms upwards and screams furiously, “Pierre, what in the hell do you think you’re doing??!”

Our hero stands up, defiantly, and says, “I am Pierre the fighter pilot! When I go down, I go down in flames!”
 
great, powerful rolleyes. So easily, its power corrupts. Why hath you forsaken us, rolleyes?

WHYYYYYYYYYYYYY
 
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