If you’re Argent Towers, you take the fly, remove it from the coffee, and set it down on the table. You then take out your dick, put the fly in it (like a peashooter) and shoot the fly into the waitress’s eye with a stream of piss. After that, you continue pissing all over the coffeehouse, and when you can’t piss anymore, you turn to your wife (who’s sitting next to you) and rip off her clothes, and begin ravaging her. Your kids then join in the act, the twin brothers taking turns fellating each other while the daughter shoots ping-pong balls out of her snatch.
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[li]If you’re George H.W. Bush, you flick the fly back onto the nearby plate that it came from, and declare the northern and southern thirds of this plate a “No-Fly Zone”.[/li][li]If you’re Bill Clinton, you give thanks that tomorrow’s headlines about “Clinton’s Fly” are not, for once, going to about how you don’t know when to keep it zipped up.[/li][li]If you’re George W. Bush, you make a stirring anti-fly speech and invade Antarctica.[/li][/ul]
If you’re English, and in a French cafe, and the fly is in the Frenchman’s coffee at the next table, you lean towards him, and with the worst French accent imaginable, mutter “Pardon, monsieur, mais il y a un mouche en votre cafe”.
The Frenchman looks down, sees the fly, removes it, and says “Merci, m’sieur. Mais ce n’est pas un mouche, c’est une mouche”.
At which point, your knowledge of French being exhausted, you must exclaim “Bloody hell, you’ve got good eyesight!” in English.
No, but if the sole fact that we know about your friend is that he’s familiar enough with E. Indian behaviors to co-author a joke about them, you’re not giving us much to go on.
if you’re Indian, you put the fly in there and cause a scene while your wife/mother shakes her head and says " i could’ve made much better food at home". Your dad, the whole time since entering the restaraunt, is looking for an excuse to not tip since tipping is bullshit, and promptly discounts any all meager tips he was planning to give. You have the waitress take back the tea/coffee but you save the fly for the next time you come in.
Are yaar - main bhi punjabi hoon, lekin ABCD nahin hoon. Main India mein pada hui thi, aur yahan pali hoon. NY mein rehethi hoon. Not married, but I have a Chinese boyfriend.
I saw the thread where you had to change the name…
My e-mail’s in my profile, feel free to drop me a line anytime.
chinese beau eh? so that whole border dispute doesn’t get in the way of your relationship? How about the 1962 India-China war? (we totally got our asses kicked!)
yes it does seem that once again the white man is out to oppress the indians much like the brits did, but I carry on like Lagaan and will not take this indignity lying down.
ok, back to the joke: if you’re north indian you eat the fly bcuz it still tastes better than Idli Sambaar any day of the week.
