Q: What do you call a woman who has a pint of ale balanced on her head?
A: Beatrix
Q: Why should you never buy trousers from the Ukraine?
A: Because Chernobyl Fallout
Q: What do you call a woman who has a pint of ale balanced on her head?
A: Beatrix
Q: Why should you never buy trousers from the Ukraine?
A: Because Chernobyl Fallout
Huh?
[Discourse]
Beer tricks.
I know.
I was reading it ‘be a tricks’. I should have guessed from the second one he was speaking with an accent.
Like your cousin from Boston?
I order you to tell me your favorite letter, Matey!
I order you to tell me your favorite letter, Matey!
I, I, Cap’n!
I just made this up/made this. [Click for entire rebus.]
Q: What do you call a woman who has a pint of ale balanced on her head?
A: Beatrix
Q: What do you call a woman who has a pint of ale balanced on a pool cue?
A: Beatrix Potter
I thought you Americans were the ones with the accents…
All these crap jokes and it’s mine you groan at!?
I don’t afford that level of compliment to everyone !
A happy pitbull
Now he can’t even look at himself in the mirror.
I said, “Look into the sky and count the stars. That’s how much I love you.”
“But the sun is shining!” she said.
“There you go.”
“That’s amazing.”
“Not really. That’s when it fell on top of him.”
“Well, I…I was naked.”
The celery is great.
I got a job that pays in vegetables
The celery is great.
True story: There’s a musician who always comes to play at the local Farmers’ Market, and as musicians do, he always puts out a tip jar. By the end of the evening, it’s always full of fresh produce.
Asking for a donation for the local swimming pool…. so I gave her a glass of water.
The barman looks at the penguin and says, “I’m not sure. What does he look like?”
but the first prize at the pub quiz was two weeks alibi.
With apologies to David Sedaris: two Catholic priests are taking an Uber to the airport. The car is inexplicably pulled over by the police. The priest roll the window down and a slightly breathless cop pokes his head in: “I’m looking for two child molesters!” The one priest looks at the other, turns back with a slightly grim smile, “OK, we’ll do it!”