joke....
Posté : 29 mars 2014 08:43
Absolutely no relations with TVR 
A man received a message from his neighbour.
"Sorry, sir, I am using your wife. I use everyday, day and night. I use when you are not at home. In fact, I actually use more than you.
I confess now because I feel very much guilt. Hope you will forgive me and accept my sincere apology. Sorry hor."
The angry man then whacked his wife until she blue-black all over.
A few minutes later he received another message: « Sorry, sir, spelling mistake. I mean wifi, not wife. »
And another one:
On January 9th, a group of Pekin , Illinois bikies were riding west on I-74 when they saw a girl about to jump off the Murray Baker Bridge .
So they stopped.
Ron, their leader, a big burly man of 58, gets off his Harley, walks through a group of gawkers, past the State Trooper, and says, "What are you doing?"
She says, "I'm going to commit suicide."
While he didn't want to appear "sensitive," he didn't want to miss a be-a-legend opportunity either, so he asked ... "Well, before you jump, why don't you give me a kiss?"
So, with no hesitation at all, she leaned back over the railing and did just that ... and it was a long, deep, lingering kiss followed immediately by another one.
After they finished, Ron gets applause from his biker-buddies, the onlookers, and even the State Trooper, and says, "Wow! That was the best kiss I have ever had, Honey! That's a real talent you're wasting, Sugar Shorts. You could be famous if you rode with me. Why are you committing suicide?"
"My parents don't like me dressing up like a girl."
(It's still unclear whether she jumped or was pushed.)
La Fontaine n'y avait pas pensé ...!
A man received a message from his neighbour.
"Sorry, sir, I am using your wife. I use everyday, day and night. I use when you are not at home. In fact, I actually use more than you.
I confess now because I feel very much guilt. Hope you will forgive me and accept my sincere apology. Sorry hor."
The angry man then whacked his wife until she blue-black all over.
A few minutes later he received another message: « Sorry, sir, spelling mistake. I mean wifi, not wife. »
And another one:
On January 9th, a group of Pekin , Illinois bikies were riding west on I-74 when they saw a girl about to jump off the Murray Baker Bridge .
So they stopped.
Ron, their leader, a big burly man of 58, gets off his Harley, walks through a group of gawkers, past the State Trooper, and says, "What are you doing?"
She says, "I'm going to commit suicide."
While he didn't want to appear "sensitive," he didn't want to miss a be-a-legend opportunity either, so he asked ... "Well, before you jump, why don't you give me a kiss?"
So, with no hesitation at all, she leaned back over the railing and did just that ... and it was a long, deep, lingering kiss followed immediately by another one.
After they finished, Ron gets applause from his biker-buddies, the onlookers, and even the State Trooper, and says, "Wow! That was the best kiss I have ever had, Honey! That's a real talent you're wasting, Sugar Shorts. You could be famous if you rode with me. Why are you committing suicide?"
"My parents don't like me dressing up like a girl."
(It's still unclear whether she jumped or was pushed.)
La Fontaine n'y avait pas pensé ...!
