Humour - page 375

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You've got a thing for socks, it's a sore subject
 
 
 
evillive:

Yeah... The conclusion is awesome. There's a village in Russia called Beryozovsky, so read what a lazy person would call it...
 
 

Going through old papers, I came across some student correspondence from lectures - poems all over the place. There were some good ones.

Skinny speeches, that's the first hump.
For three days I've eaten nothing but bread in the canteen.
Just shaky patties with raw water
And sometimes a little piece of chicken... (с)

 
granit77:

Going through some old papers, I came across some student correspondence from lectures - poems all over the place. There were some good ones.

Skinny speeches, already the first hump
For three days I've eaten nothing but bread in the canteen.
Only fudge in a shake with damp water.
And sometimes a little piece of chicken... (с)

like this one, for example:
Not such as thou dost dream, Not such a sad woman, Who reads beautiful books, Shall come and torment me with talk, Yet, Mezheumitsa, she maketh me to languish in imitation: That hero kisses not thus, Hugs not thus in romance. And one thing is comforting to me, That in love, disputing with book pages, I rejected with determination Literary traditions.


	          




	          

		          

	          

          

        

        


            

          

              
	          

		          
		          
                
		          



                 
	          


	          

		          
	          




	          

		          

	          

          

        

        


            

          

              
	          

		          
		          
                
		          



                 
	          


	          

		          
It's winter. A peasant in a yellow hat
 Scolded the horse's intemperance...
*** 
A man at an eye doctor's appointment.
Ophthalmologist:
- I think you need to stop jerking off.
- Why is that?
- It prevents me from examining you.
***
The man who packs cocaine sneezed $2.5 million at work yesterday.

	          




		          
	          

		          

	          

          

        

        


            

          

              
	          

		          
		          
                
		          



                 
	          


	          

		          
An Englishman was losing money at the races all the time.
Then one day he finally realised what he had to do to take the big winnings. 
He hadn't gambled for six years. In six years he accumulated six thousand pounds.
 And six years later, on the 6th of the 6th month, on the day of the big race in London, he got up at 6am, 
he called a taxi with the number 66-66 on purpose, went to the racecourse, tipped the cabbie six shillings,
went to the sixth booking office, and put the whole £6,000 on the sixth race for the sixth horse.
And the horse came sixth. 
	          




		          
	          

		          

	          

          

        




  


  

    

      

        
      

        
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