Okay admins, edit this one out if you find it too offensive but I heard it today and had to share it:
An American, Ozzie and Chinese man have survived a shipwreck and now find themselves stranded on a lone island in the middle of the ocean. The American predictably takes charge, ordering the Ozzie to go and scout out the area whilst he builds camp. He also tells the Chinese man to sort out supplies.
Time passes and the Ozzie finishes his recon and the American has sorted out camp, but the Chinese man is nowhere to be seen. They search for a while and are unable to locate him. It's getting dark so they turn in for the night and awake early and continue their hunt.
They haven't been walking long when there is a rustle of undergrowth and the Chinese man leaps in front of them and yells "SUPPLIES!"
Okay next up, Irish jokes, and since I'm part Irish, don't complain:
There are two Irish friends walking down the street looking for work when they happen across a sawmill. Outside it says 'tree fellers wanted.' "Jaysus that sure is a pity," says one, "there're only two of us!"
Paddy is sitting in his local enjoying a pint when the phone behind the bar rings. "Hello?" The bartender answers. "Right... yes he is... what? Really? I'll get him for ya... Paddy? Paddy it's for you..." "Emm... hello?" Paddy says. For a few moments there is only the faint mutter of the person on the other end speaking; Paddy's eyes well up and he says "Okay... thanks... bye." Putting the phone down he bursts into tears. "Paddy what's wrong?" The bartender asks. "That was me mother," he wailed, "me father's just died." "Oh Jaysus Paddy that's terrible it is, have a pint on the house." The bartender consoles him. As he's about to pull Paddy another pint, the phone rings again, Paddy once again being in demand. Another conversation follows and ends with Paddy once again breaking down into tears. "Now what?" Asks the bartender. "That was me brother," cried Paddy, "his father just died as well!"
Three men are in training to join the SAS but little do they know that there's only one more slot left to fill in the squad. The men, an Englishman, Scotsman and Irishman, are all summoned to the General's office for an unusual method of selection. The Englishman is called in first. The General hands him a pistol, tells him his wife is in the next room and that all he has to do is shoot her to be admitted. The Englishman goes in, but appears a few moments after unable to carry this through. He is dismissed. The Scotsman is asked to do the same, and, like the Englishman, bottles out. The Irishman, upon being summoned, seizes the pistol from the General and runs into the next room. There is the sound of a clip being emptied, and then the sound of a struggle followed finally be a dying scream from the Irishman's wife. "Good Lord! What on Earth happened?" Enquired the General. "Some eejit put blanks in the gun," the Irishman said, "so I strangled her instead!"
Three men, an Englishman, Irishman and Scotsman are a team of painters on the Forth Bridge in Scotland. For those of you that don't know this particular bridge, it is such a bridge that, when you've finished painting it, it's time to paint it again, so it's a job that never gets finished. Having worked together for so long, the three are great friends and eat lunch together. One day, like always, they open their lunches with dismay. "Bollocks," storms the Englishman, "cheese again. If I get cheese ONCE more I SWEAR I'm going to jump off this bridge." "Och Haggis AGAIN" roars the Scotsman, "If I get Haggis one more flamin time I'll jump off this bridge!" "Feck's sake, boiled bacon again, if I get boiled bloody bacon one more time I'll jump off this bridge." The Irishman curses. So lunchtime comes around the next day, and, looking expectant but slightly nervous, the trio open their lunches... "Oh my God wow! Ham! The wife packed me ham!" The Englishman said delightedly, tearing into his sandwhich. "Aye that's it! Tunafish! Me lassie did me tunafish!" The Scotsman roars contentedly, also eating his lunch with aplomb. "For f**k's sake," the Irishman says angrily, "boiled bloody bacon again." Without another word he leaps off the bridge and dies. "Erm... whoa..." the Englishman said after a few moments. "Och... I did nae think e'd do that..." The Scotsman was taken aback. "No... no..." The Englishman replied, "It's just... I know for a fact he makes his own sandwiches..."
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[This message has been edited by Gee_4ce (edited August 13, 2004).]