Apparently it was a real hatchet job
They were my deter ants.
An Hindustry.
You could say the decision was pretty spa-radic
they say he hit a new lo, mein.
A man walks into an establishment, goes up to the counter and says: “Hi, can I buy some fish and chips please” The lady responds: “Sir this is a library” The man: whispers “Sorry, can I buy some fish and chips please”
The other shop owner called his buddy to have someone trash their store. They sent Hugh, big guy like 6'3'' 300pounds. Hugh goes in and busts the store up and scares the Friars off, sending them back to the monastery.
The moral of the story is, Hugh and only Hugh can prevent Florist Friars.
My dad worked in construction for most of his life, and because he worked with his hands, he sacrificed many watches. But if you don't have a watch, how are you to tell time? My dad has a great sense of humor and is always thinking of new ways to do things to make them more practical or thinking of ways to change things to make them work better for him. So after spending way too much money on a heavy duty watch that inevitably broke on him, he came up with a better solution.
He used the working part of a clock and stuck it on the inside rim of his hat, so if he wanted to know what the time was, he just had to look up. Simple. And the way his hat was, you couldn't see the clock when looking at him unless you were underneath him and looking up.
And then came the funny part. Every time he was asked what time it was, he would look up at the sun, scan the horizon, pretend to do a math equation in his head, and tell them the exact time down to the minute. I've witnessed him doing this a few times but never gave it away. The look of surprise and confusion this gave people was priceless.
My dad had done other funny things like this, but this was by far the funniest.
It'd make cents off so many levels.
/edit:rephrased punchline
Because one is a repost.
Sir Cumference
My dad has just gotten my 3yo son to tell me this joke. I'm not old enough for him to be a dad yet!
So there we were, in the break room of a retail establishment.
A coworker was trying to toss her salad and one of my friends looks at me and says, “go ahead, do it!”
And I’m trying not to laugh, “do what?”
And he says, “make a joke! You want to, I can see it on your face!”
“I can’t, it’s not—” I don’t get to finish my sentence.
“Why not!?” He asks, as if he’s disappointed.
“Because…” ( •_•)>⌐■-■
“…I’m turning over a new leaf.” (⌐■_■)
he sits down and orders a drink. the bartender says, "I'm sorry. we don't serve ropes at this establishment". The rope shrugs it off and leaves. The next day, the rope thought to himself, maybe it was just the one bartender who was a jerk. I'll go back and try again. He walks into the bar, see's a new bartender, and sits down to order a drink. Alas, this new bartender says, "we don't serve ropes at this bar". The rope is getting pretty heated at this point. He storms out of the bar, ruffles his ends, gets himself all twisted up, marches right back in, and demands a drink. The bartender responds, "aren't you that rope I just kicked out?" the rope responds, "no, I'm a frayed knot"
did anyone ask why the knights REALLY wanted shrubberies?
...to establish a HEDGEemony ;)
But when it comes to establishing a boundary, that's where I draw the line.
So a piece of string walks into a pub, grabs a stool at the bar when he sees a sign that says "Strings not Allowed in this Establishment". He quickly ties himself into a knot before the bartender walks up and says "Hey!, are you a string??"
"No, I'm afraid knot"
Well the flag's a plus.
...with a fellow Dad last weekend when we walked past what looked very much like a strip club. He was a little surprised to find such an establishment in the rather staid seaside resort we were staying in, so I explained that we were in a country with a long and respectable tradition of Pole dancing.
I play indoor soccer with a group of guys every Thursday night at the local church. We play for fun so we have some ground rules so it doesn't get too aggressive. One of the guys went for a slide and scored a goal everyone was quite upset at this knowing we had already established that sliding, especially indoor, was not allowed. While everyone was arguing whether the goal counted or not I responded with, " I think we can let that one slide." Collective groan from many, many others allowed it.
My nephew showed my wife pictures he had on his wall of himself with different family members that were taken the day he was born.
He tells her that he looked for a picture of he and I together, but couldn't find one. My wife explained that that was because he was born before we met.
Me: "It's because I wasn't in the picture yet!"
So we are all standing around eating dessert and my girlfriend is explaining to my dad how she burnt the cookies. I attempt to quell her stresses by telling her "don't worry, me and my dad are crisponians and have a deeper taste for crisp". My father responds with "I may be a crisponian but this might be crisponite". Everyone in the room was laughing except for my 13 year old sister, it was priceless.
This is the same guy that, on a road trip (shortly after the wendy's "finger in chili incident"), was trying to persuade us to visit the establishment whilst passing by. When i said i didn't want to he said "What's the matter don't you like finger food?". He followed up with "Wendy's: We put a little bit of ourselves into everything we make.". And finally simultaneously made every passenger pee their pants when he raised a clenched fist and said "WENDY"S! WERE #1!!".
