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    #61
    Originally posted by checkpoint View Post
    I got an ant farm. Them fellas didn't grow ****.

    Last week I helped my friend stay put. It's a lot easier than helping someone move. I just went over to his house and made sure that he did not start to load **** into a truck.

    I went camping once, and got into an argument with a girlfriend in the tent. This is a really bad place to get in an argument, because I walked out and attempted to "slam the flap." How are you supposed to express your anger in this type of situation? Zipper it up really quick?

    My sister wanted to be an actress, but she never made it. She does live in a trailer. She made it half way. She's an actress, she just never gets called to the set.

    I'm against picketing, but I don't know how to show it.

    My lucky number is four billion. That doesn't come in real handy when you're gambling. "Come on, four billion! ****. Seven. I need more dice

    An escalator can never break: it can only become stairs. You would never see an "Escalator Temporarily Out Of Order" sign, just "Escalator Temporarily Stairs. Sorry for the convenience

    So, I sit at the hotel at night and I think of something that's funny. Or, If the pen is too far away, I have to convince myself that what I thought of wasn't funny.

    You know when they have a fishing show on TV? They catch the fish and then let it go. They don't want to eat the fish, they just want to make it late for something.

    My friend was walking down the street and he said, "I hear music." As if there is any other way of taking it in.

    I was at this casino minding my own business, and this guy came up to me and said, "You're gonna have to move, you're blocking a fire exit." As though if there was a fire, I wasn't gonna run. If you're flammible and have legs, you are never blocking a fire exit.

    Wearing a turtleneck jumper is like being strangled by a really weak guy, all day. Wearing a backpack and a turtleneck is like a weak midget trying to bring you down.

    I played golf....I did not get a hole in one, but I did hit a guy and that's way more satisfying. Your supposed to yell FORE, but I was too busy mumbling "no way that's gonna hit him..."

    Someone handed me a picture and said, "This is a picture of me when I was younger." Every picture of you is when you were younger. "...Here's a picture of me when I'm older." Where'd you get that camera man?

    My friend said to me, "You know what I like? Mashed potatoes." I was like, "Dude, you have to give me time to guess. If you're going to quiz me you have to insert a pause."

    I bought a seven dollar pen because I always lose pens and I got sick of not caring.

    On a traffic light yellow means yield, and green means go. On a banana, it's just the opposite, yellow means go ahead, green means stop, and red means, where'd you get that banana?

    They say the recipe for Sprite is lemon and lime. But I tried to make it at home; there's more to it than that.

    I saw this wino, he was eating grapes. I was like, "Dude, you have to wait."

    I was going to have my teeth whitened, but then I said "**** that, I'll just get a tan instead."

    When I was a boy, I laid in my twin-size bed, wondering where my brother was

    I bought myself a parrot; the parrot talked, but it did not say "I'm hungry," so it died

    When you go to a restaurant on the weekends and it's busy so they start a waiting list, they say, "Dufrenes, party of two, table ready for Dufrenes, party of two." And if no one answers they'll say the name again: "Dufrenes, party of two." But then if no one answers, they'll move on to the next name. "Bush, party of three." Yeah, but what happened to the Dufrenes? No one seems to care. Who can eat at a time like this? People are missing. You people are selfish. The Dufrenes are in someone's trunk right now, with duct tape over their mouths. And they're hungry. That's a double whammy. We need help. "Bush, search party of three. You can eat once you find the Dufrenes."

    This shirt is "dry-clean only," which means it's dirty

    Some songs have a special meaning for man in regards to a woman. But this can backfire because maybe the song had deeper meaning to begin with and now it's been cheapened. We are the world/We are the children/We are the ones who make a better life/So let's keep on giving. "Remember that song baby? The night I ****ed you in the pet cemetery?"

    I like rice. Rice is great when you're hungry and you want 2,000 of something

    I saw a commercial on late night TV, it said,"Forget everything you know about slipcovers." So I did. And it was a load off my mind. Then the comercial tried to sell me slipcovers, and I didn't know what the hell they were.

    I don't own a cell phone or a pager. I just hang around everyone I know, all the time. If someone needs to get ahold of me they just say, "Mitch," and I say, "what" and turn my head slightly...

    If you had a friend who was a tightrope walker, and you were walking down a sidewalk, and he fell, that would be completely unacceptible...

    I wish I could play little league now. I'd be way better than before.

    I wanna hang a map of the world in my house. Then I'm gonna put pins into all the locations that I've traveled to. But first, I'm gonna have to travel to the top two corners of the map so it won't fall down
    Aye that's a good short, snappy joke there
    "Let me say for the record, I am not a gangster and never have been. Im not the thief who grabs your purse. Im not the guy who jacks your car. Im not down with the people who steal and hurt others. Im just a brother who fight back."
    Tupac

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      #62
      Well, a lot of short ones... In a row... :-)
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      Pen-pushing, desk-sucking, blotter-jotter

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        #63
        Originally posted by checkpoint View Post
        I got an ant farm. Them fellas didn't grow ****.

        Last week I helped my friend stay put. It's a lot easier than helping someone move. I just went over to his house and made sure that he did not start to load **** into a truck.

        I went camping once, and got into an argument with a girlfriend in the tent. This is a really bad place to get in an argument, because I walked out and attempted to "slam the flap." How are you supposed to express your anger in this type of situation? Zipper it up really quick?

        My sister wanted to be an actress, but she never made it. She does live in a trailer. She made it half way. She's an actress, she just never gets called to the set.

        I'm against picketing, but I don't know how to show it.

        My lucky number is four billion. That doesn't come in real handy when you're gambling. "Come on, four billion! ****. Seven. I need more dice

        An escalator can never break: it can only become stairs. You would never see an "Escalator Temporarily Out Of Order" sign, just "Escalator Temporarily Stairs. Sorry for the convenience

        So, I sit at the hotel at night and I think of something that's funny. Or, If the pen is too far away, I have to convince myself that what I thought of wasn't funny.

        You know when they have a fishing show on TV? They catch the fish and then let it go. They don't want to eat the fish, they just want to make it late for something.

        My friend was walking down the street and he said, "I hear music." As if there is any other way of taking it in.

        I was at this casino minding my own business, and this guy came up to me and said, "You're gonna have to move, you're blocking a fire exit." As though if there was a fire, I wasn't gonna run. If you're flammible and have legs, you are never blocking a fire exit.

        Wearing a turtleneck jumper is like being strangled by a really weak guy, all day. Wearing a backpack and a turtleneck is like a weak midget trying to bring you down.

        I played golf....I did not get a hole in one, but I did hit a guy and that's way more satisfying. Your supposed to yell FORE, but I was too busy mumbling "no way that's gonna hit him..."

        Someone handed me a picture and said, "This is a picture of me when I was younger." Every picture of you is when you were younger. "...Here's a picture of me when I'm older." Where'd you get that camera man?

        My friend said to me, "You know what I like? Mashed potatoes." I was like, "Dude, you have to give me time to guess. If you're going to quiz me you have to insert a pause."

        I bought a seven dollar pen because I always lose pens and I got sick of not caring.

        On a traffic light yellow means yield, and green means go. On a banana, it's just the opposite, yellow means go ahead, green means stop, and red means, where'd you get that banana?

        They say the recipe for Sprite is lemon and lime. But I tried to make it at home; there's more to it than that.

        I saw this wino, he was eating grapes. I was like, "Dude, you have to wait."

        I was going to have my teeth whitened, but then I said "**** that, I'll just get a tan instead."

        When I was a boy, I laid in my twin-size bed, wondering where my brother was

        I bought myself a parrot; the parrot talked, but it did not say "I'm hungry," so it died

        When you go to a restaurant on the weekends and it's busy so they start a waiting list, they say, "Dufrenes, party of two, table ready for Dufrenes, party of two." And if no one answers they'll say the name again: "Dufrenes, party of two." But then if no one answers, they'll move on to the next name. "Bush, party of three." Yeah, but what happened to the Dufrenes? No one seems to care. Who can eat at a time like this? People are missing. You people are selfish. The Dufrenes are in someone's trunk right now, with duct tape over their mouths. And they're hungry. That's a double whammy. We need help. "Bush, search party of three. You can eat once you find the Dufrenes."

        This shirt is "dry-clean only," which means it's dirty

        Some songs have a special meaning for man in regards to a woman. But this can backfire because maybe the song had deeper meaning to begin with and now it's been cheapened. We are the world/We are the children/We are the ones who make a better life/So let's keep on giving. "Remember that song baby? The night I ****ed you in the pet cemetery?"

        I like rice. Rice is great when you're hungry and you want 2,000 of something

        I saw a commercial on late night TV, it said,"Forget everything you know about slipcovers." So I did. And it was a load off my mind. Then the comercial tried to sell me slipcovers, and I didn't know what the hell they were.

        I don't own a cell phone or a pager. I just hang around everyone I know, all the time. If someone needs to get ahold of me they just say, "Mitch," and I say, "what" and turn my head slightly...

        If you had a friend who was a tightrope walker, and you were walking down a sidewalk, and he fell, that would be completely unacceptible...

        I wish I could play little league now. I'd be way better than before.

        I wanna hang a map of the world in my house. Then I'm gonna put pins into all the locations that I've traveled to. But first, I'm gonna have to travel to the top two corners of the map so it won't fall down
        mitch hedberg...

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          #64
          Originally posted by peekay View Post
          mitch hedberg...

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          Pen-pushing, desk-sucking, blotter-jotter

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            #65
            My wife divorced me because I threw a trifle over her in front of the kids. She got custardy.
            Liverpool FC über alles.

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              #66
              The man who invented records and LP's has been found dead.

              A statement released today says he's in his vynil resting place.
              Liverpool born and bred.

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                #67
                What do you call a Russian with three balls?


                Whodyaknickabollockov

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                  #68
                  Q: What do you call a 3ft clairvoyant who has just escaped from prison?

                  A: A small medium at large
                  Just when I discovered the meaning of life, they changed it

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                    #69
                    Originally posted by Maestro View Post
                    Q: What do you call a 3ft clairvoyant who has just escaped from prison?

                    A: A small medium at large

                    Liking it!
                    'and boy could he play!.

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                      #70
                      There was this family by the name or Runover and they always went on Saturday trips with a car. Everytime the father saw something on the road, he asked "run over?" and the rest of the family would reply "run over!".

                      So they drove off one weekend the old man saw a hare on the road. "Run over?" "Run over!" ... And the hare was ran over - the bones were flying, the flesh was all over the place and the family drove on.

                      Few hours later, the old man sees a dog on the road. He asks again "Run over?" "Run over," was the reply. And they hit the dog. Again the bones were flying, the flesh was all over the place and the family drove on.

                      In the afternoon they see a cow on the road. "Run over?", "Run over!". The bones were flying, the flesh was all over the place and the family drove on.

                      In the evening, the family see an elephant in the middle of the road. Father asks "Run over?" to which the rest of the family reply "Yes, run over that fat motherf*cker!". The bones were flying, the flesh was all over the place ... And the elephant walked away ...
                      Torres Fan Club Member #2, Lucas Leiva Fan Club Member #1

                      going limp; HARRRRRRRRRRRR

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                        #71
                        Originally posted by kendoddsdadsdogsdead View Post
                        My fave new saying, "about as useful as Anne Frank's drum kit".
                        I said that to my wife tonight. She repiled 'Anne Frank never had a drum kit'

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                          #72
                          FLMAO

                          Torres Fan Club Member #2, Lucas Leiva Fan Club Member #1

                          going limp; HARRRRRRRRRRRR

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                            #73
                            2 condoms are walking past a gay bar when one says to the other 'should we go in there and get **** faced?'
                            in january we were doomed.

                            in august we will rise from the ashes of ****e and march on again

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                              #74
                              Originally posted by PTP View Post
                              A guy has spent five years travelling all around the world making a documentary on Native dances. At the end of this time, he has every single native dance of every indigenous culture in the world on film. He winds up in Australia, in Alice Springs, so he pops into a pub for a well earned beer.

                              He gets talking to one of the local Aborigines and tells him about his project. The Aborigine asks the guy what he thought of the "Butcher Dance."

                              The guy’s a bit confused and says "Butcher Dance? What’s that?"

                              "What? You no see Butcher Dance?"

                              "No, I’ve never heard of it."

                              "Oh mate. You crazy. How you say you film every native dance if you no see Butcher Dance?"

                              "UmmSUM. I got a corroborree on film just the other week. Is that what you mean?"

                              "No, no, not corroborree. Butcher Dance much more important than corroborree."

                              "Oh, well how can I see this Butcher Dance then?" "Mate, Butcher Dance right out bush. Many days travel to go see Butcher Dance."

                              "Look, I’ve been everywhere from the forests of the Amazon, to deepest darkest Africa, to the frozen wastes of the Arctic filming these dances. Nothing will prevent me from recording this one last dance."

                              "OK, mate. You drive north along highway towards Darwin. After you drive 197 miles, you see dirt track veer off to left. Follow dirt track for 126 miles ‘til you see big huge dead gum tree - biggest tree you ever see. Here you gotta leave car, coz much to rough for driving. You strike out due west into setting sun. You walk 3 days ‘til you hit creek. You follow this creek to Northwest. After 2 days you find where creek flows out of rocky mountains. Much too difficult to cross mountains here though. You now head south for half day ‘til you see pass through mountains. Pass very difficult, very dangerous. Take 2, maybe 3 days to get through rocky pass. When through, head north-west for 4 days ‘til reach big huge rock - 20 ft high and shaped like man’s head. >From rock, walk due west for 2 days and you find village. Here you see Butcher Dance."

                              So the guy grabs his camera crew and equipment and heads out. After a couple of hours he finds the dirt track. The track is in a shocking state and he’s forced to crawl along at a snails pace and so he doesn’t reach the tree until dusk and he’s forced to set up camp for the night.

                              He sets out bright and early the following morning. His spirits are high and he’s excited about the prospect of capturing on film this mysterious dance which he had never heard mention of before. True to the directions he has been given, he reaches the creek after three days and follows it for another two until they reach the rocky mountains.

                              The merciless sun is starting to take its toll by this time and his spirits are starting to flag, but wearily he trudges on until he finds the pass through the hills - nothing will prevent him from completing his life’s dream. The mountains prove to be every bit as treacherous as their guide said and at times they almost despair of getting their bulky equipment through. But after three and a half days of back breaking effort they finally force their way clear and continue their long trek.

                              When they reach the huge rock, four days later, their water is running low and their feet are covered with blisters but they steel themselves and head out on the last leg of their journey. Two days later they virtually stagger into the village where the natives feed them and and give them fresh water and they begin to feel like new men. Once he’s recovered enough, the guy goes before the village chief and tells him that he has come to film their Butcher Dance.

                              "Oh mate. Very bad you come today. Butcher Dance last night. You too late.

                              You miss dance." "Well, when do you hold the next dance?" "Not ‘til next year." "Well, I’ve come all this way. Couldn’t you just hold an extra dance for me, tonight?"

                              "No, no, no! Butcher Dance very holy. Only hold once a year. If hold more, gods get very angry and destroy village! You want see Butcher Dance you come back next year." The guy is devastated, but he has no other option but to head back to civilisation and back home.

                              The following year, he heads back to Australia and, determined not to miss out again, sets out a week earlier than last time. He is quite willing to spend a week in the village before the dance is performed in order to ensure he is present to witness it.

                              However, right from the start things go wrong. Heavy rains that year have turned the dirt track to mud and the car gets bogged every few miles, finally forcing them to abandon their vehicles and slog through the mud on foot almost half the distance to the tree. They reach the creek and the mountains without any further hitch, but halfway through the ascent of the mountain they are struck by a fierce storm which rages for several days, during which they are forced to cling forlornly to the mountainside until it subsides. It would be suicide to attempt to scale the treacherous paths in the face of such savage elements.

                              Then, before they have travelled a mile out from the mountains, one of the crew sprains his ankle badly which slows down the rest of their journey to the rock and then the village enormously. Eventually, having lost all sense of how long they have been travelling, they stagger into the village at about 12:00 noon.

                              "The Butcher Dance!" gasps the guy. "Please don’t tell me I’m too late!"

                              The chief recognises him and says "No, white fella. Butcher Dance performed tonight. You come just in time."

                              Relieved beyond measure, the crew spend the rest of the afternoon setting up their equipment - preparing to capture the night’s ritual on celluloid As dusk falls, the natives start to cover there bodies in white paint and adorn themselves in all manner of bird’s feathers and animal skins. Once darkness has settled fully over the land, the natives form a circle around a huge roaring fire. A deathly hush descends over performers and spectators alike as a wizened old figure with elaborate swirling designs covering his entire body enters the circle and begins to chant. Some sort of witch doctor or medicine man, figures the guy and he whispers to the chief "What’s he doing?"

                              "Hush" whispers the chief. "You first white man ever to see most sacred of our rituals. Must remain silent. Holy man, he asks that the spirits of the dreamworld watch as we demonstrate our devotion to them through our dance and, if they like our dancing, will they be so gracious as to watch over us and protect us for another year."

                              The chanting of the Holy man reaches a stunning crescendo before he removes himself from the circle. From somewhere the rhythmic pounding of drums booms out across the land and the natives begin to sway to the stirring rhythm.

                              The guy is becoming caught up in the fervour of the moment himself. This is it. He now realises beyond all doubt that his wait has not been in vain. He is about to witness the ultimate performance of rhythm and movement ever conceived by mankind.

                              The chief strides to his position in the circle and, in a big booming voice, starts to sing: "You butch yer left leg in. You butch yer left leg out, in, out, in, out, you shake it all about"


                              Yeah that was short and snappy all right...
                              Play the Man of the Match game in the sticky thread!


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                                #75
                                why does noddy have a bell on his hat?

                                because he's a c/unt
                                Felching ≠ Gerbilling

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