All kinds of jokes just to make you laugh
Monday, April 12, 2010
168 - Joke : Why is a woman's pubic hair curly ?
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Thursday, April 1, 2010
167 - Joke : Man marrying lady traffic police inspector
A man married a Lady Traffic police Inspector.
Friend: How was your first night?
Man: She charged Rs. 100 from me for over speeding, Rs. 200 for wrong side entry and Rs. 500 for no helmet.
Friend: How was your first night?
Man: She charged Rs. 100 from me for over speeding, Rs. 200 for wrong side entry and Rs. 500 for no helmet.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
166 - Joke : Why are cows depressed while milked ?!
At the Polish Agricultural University (P.A.U), the Professor was talking about increasing milk production of the cows, when a girl in the class asked: “Why do cows always seem depressed when being milked?”
The Professor answered, “Well my girl, if every morning at dawn they woke you up, rubbed your boobs for two hours and didn’t fuck you afterwards, you’ll look depressed too!”
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P.S: I laughed so loud after reading this, my younger brother thought i was going crazy.
The Professor answered, “Well my girl, if every morning at dawn they woke you up, rubbed your boobs for two hours and didn’t fuck you afterwards, you’ll look depressed too!”
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P.S: I laughed so loud after reading this, my younger brother thought i was going crazy.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
165 - Joke : Sex is a killer
A guy went to his doctor full of anger. “Doc,” he said, “I feel like killing my wife. You’ve got to help me. Please tell me what I should do.”
The doctor thought for a moment. “Look,” he said, “here are some pills. Take these twice a day and they’ll allow you to fuck your wife six time a day. If you do this for thirty days, you’ll finally screw her to death. And the autopsy will just show that she died of heart failure during sex.”
“Wonderful, doc,” said the grateful patient. “I’ll start with this right away.”
He left with the bottle of pills and a smile on his face.
Nearly a month passed. One day, while on a medical convention, the doctor passed by the patient coming down the sidewalk in a wheelchair, just barely managing to move forward.
“What happened?” asked the doctor. “What happened to your wife?”
“Don’t worry, doc,” the patient reassured him, “two more days and she’ll be dead.”
The doctor thought for a moment. “Look,” he said, “here are some pills. Take these twice a day and they’ll allow you to fuck your wife six time a day. If you do this for thirty days, you’ll finally screw her to death. And the autopsy will just show that she died of heart failure during sex.”
“Wonderful, doc,” said the grateful patient. “I’ll start with this right away.”
He left with the bottle of pills and a smile on his face.
Nearly a month passed. One day, while on a medical convention, the doctor passed by the patient coming down the sidewalk in a wheelchair, just barely managing to move forward.
“What happened?” asked the doctor. “What happened to your wife?”
“Don’t worry, doc,” the patient reassured him, “two more days and she’ll be dead.”
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