Chess-nuts boasting in an open foyer.
They were chess nuts boasting in an open foyer
I wasn't expecting such a warm reception.
“It’s junk”
She just shook her head and said "This is a non-prophet organization."
Yeah, I know. Pretty nuts?
...the one thing I actually look forward to when we go to Hobby Lobby is the moment we're walking through the store, I try to keep a perfectly straight face and act like I have a genuine interest in something on the shelf, I reach up and I say something like, "Oh, look at this nice little Stool sample!"
(Not really a joke, but a true dad joke recurring scenario of mine)
Craft Singles?
My daughter said the joke was cheesy and not very Gouda. :(
They were chess nuts boasting in an open foyer.
He walks up to the front desk and says, “Sorry, I forgot what room I’m in, can you help me?”
The receptionist replies, “No problem, sir. This is the lobby.”
After about an hour, the manager came out of the office and asked them to disperse. ''But why?'' they asked, as they moved off. ''because,'' he said ''I can't stand chess nuts boasting in an open foyer.''
The guy looked at me in shock and sputtered, "It's just regular porn, you sick perv!"
Chess nuts boasting in an open foyer.
That's the best thing about Christmas - chess nuts boasting on an open foyer.
I really hated that reception.
I said, “I dunno it looks pretty heavy to me”
... Elle & Menno P. ... If they ever have kids, I'm lobbying hard for Jake and Kay.
It will now be called Wahabi Lobby.
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"A room for two knights please!"
The Ritz Quackers
Chess nuts boasting in an open foyer.
My friend's Dad laid this on me. Thought it'd be perfect here!
Clerk responds, "No problem, sir. This room is called 'The Lobby'"
As my father and I stood at the counter giving our information the desk attendant asked.
“Do you have a floor preference?”
My Dad: “yes I would like a floor...?!”
Desk clerk: “No sir, what level?”
My Dad: “I’ve done this a few times... so how about intermediate”
I swear I could hear eyes rolling all over the lobby.
I was standing in the lobby of the movie theater after Star Wars today and this old man walks up to me and says "Did you hear about the kidnapping at the library?" I said "What?" and he asked again if I heard about the kidnapping at the library. I said I hadn't heard about it and the old man said "They woke him up!" and just walked off. No grin. No laugh. No expression. Just walked off.
During the consultation on Saturday, my nervous wife accompanied me to learn more about the procedure. She got me pretty good when she said it was an "eye-opening experience."
Rest assured I didn't leave her the last word. After the procedure yesterday, I exited the operating room to find her waiting in a crowded lobby. She looked up at me, and I got her back with "Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes."
So I'm going to start taking steps to avoid them.
Wahhabi Lobby
Oh boy do I have a joke for you kids! Its called the cheerio joke.
So there is this land called cheerio land and in cheerio land there are 7 classes of cheerio, 0-5 and the frosted cheerios. Now there is this level 0 cheerio. Hes homeless, living out on the street, probaly an alchoholic. But he falls in love with a frosted cheerio princess. So one day he sneaks into the royal gala and goes up to the princess and asks her "will you marry me?" Now she says "I like your style, youre a good looking guy, a bit scruffy but I like you. Tell you what I will marry you if you can become a frosted cheerio" So our guy goes back with a determination and gets a job and starts to pay off his debts. Now by having a job and his debts paid he becomes a level 1 cheerio. So he works, and he works, and he works, and he WORKS and he finally becomes a level 2 cheerio. Now he goes back to the princess and askes her again, "will you marry me?" she says "no honey you really do have to become a frosted cheerio first." So he goes back and he works and works, hes a fryboy at McGrubers or something, I dont care. So he works and he works and he gets promoted at the restraunt and is making more money. And he works and he works and he works and by having that income raise he finally becomes a level 3 cheerio. He feels sucessful for the first time in his life but he is starting to fall back on his old ways. One day he goes to the casino and he loses and he loses and he loses and he gambled all his money away and he gets fired to boot because gambling is against company policy. So he is back down to a level 1 cheerio. He gets a job on a production line at a nearby factory and determines himself not to fall back ever again. So he works and he works and he works and he works and he WORKS, level 2, level 3, and he is doing great again. He is promoted to Floor manager of the factory and he is doing great and becomes a level 4 cheerio. But then one day a rival company sabotages their operation by putting poison in their toothpaste or whatever the hell they were making. They have to pay out damages and PR and the like and they declare bankruptcy. He is knocked back down to level 2 for the lack in income. But he is hired almost straight away by a branch of a huge conglomerate because they recognized how hard of a worker he is. So he works, level 3, works, level 4, and he works and works and WORKS. So he is promoted t
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I just told this to my 12-yo and she cringed then smiled. Success!
I got into an ARAM game the other day. For those of you who do not know there are characters, or champions, you pick in the game. ARAM is a game-mode in League of Legends where the computer gives you a random character out of the 130+ champions, or so. I am not good at all the champions... not even close! So a way to balance this out the game allows you to trade champions with the other people on your team.
So in this game there is a champion called Fizz which I am not good with at all, which I randomly got... and this is what happened inside the pre-game chat:
Me: Oh shoot.
Me: Can anyone trade me?
--Someone trades me their champion--
Me: Thank you! I am so bad with this little guy that you can say I am... Fizzically challenged.
From a game lobby where I was the only one who used chat, it exploded to people typing their moaning and groaning, sensible chuckles, and hearty "LOLs".
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... I guess you could say that they were chessnuts boasting on an open foyer.
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