   Let's Tell Jokes
  A bit weak, but kinda funny:quote:A man walks up to a woman in a bar and says, "Excuse me, would you have sex with a man you didn''t know for one million dollars?" She thinks about the proposition for a minute, and then replies, "Yes, I would sleep with a man I don''t know for a million dollars." The man then asks, "Would you sleep with me for fifty cents?" Insulted, the woman replies, "Of course not!! How could you ask me such a thing?" The man states, "Well, we''ve already established the fact that you''re a whore. Now I''m just haggling over the price."
  I have an idea.  How bout we don''t. ;quote:Original post by FAQ Master  I have an idea.  How bout we don''t.   Ahh yes. The time honored practice of "I dont like you post so..BUMP". ;  Do zombies rule?Of corpse they do!Cut the long post garbage.  -fel   [edited by - felisandria on August 10, 2003 6:15:17 PM];  that joke is older than your mom. ;quote:Original post by krez  that joke is older than your mom.   Wow! That''s old! ;  Get a little carried away with the enter key Kardova?   ______________________________QuantumCEO of Quantum Rebound SoftwareWebsite Up Soon ;quote:Original post by QReboundSoftware  Get a little carried away with the enter key Kardova?   It''s Kordova. Don''t mess up my name again. The kid down the block messed up my name once. Once.    ;  Look what happens if I quote it:quote:Original post by kordova   Do zombies rule?Of corpse they do!   Good job karduva.  Opps I mean kurdavu.  Oops kardiva. [edited by - felisandria on August 10, 2003 6:15:41 PM];  -------------------Start Disclaimer---------------------------This joke contains a little relgious humor.  If you are overly sensitive about such issues, don''t read any further.-------------------End Disclaimer-----------------------------Little Leroy went to his mother demanding a new bicycle. His mother decided that he should take a look at himself and the way he acts. She said, "Well Leroy, it isn''t Christmas and we don''t have the money to just go out and buy you anything you want. So why don''t you write a letter to Jesus and pray for one instead." After his temper tantrum his mother sent him to his room. He finally sat down to write a letter to Jesus.Dear Jesus, I''ve been a good boy this year and would appreciate a new bicycle.Your Friend, Leroy.Now Leroy knew that Jesus really knew what kind of boy he was (a brat). So, he ripped up the letter and decided to give it another try.Dear Jesus, I''ve been an OK boy this year and I want a new bicycle.Yours Truly, Leroy.Well, Leroy knew this wasn''t totally honest so he tore it up and tried again.Dear Jesus,I''ve thought about being a good boy this year and can I have a bicycle?LeroyWell, Leroy looked deep down in his heart, which by the way was what his mother really wanted. He knew he had been terrible and was deserving of almost nothing. He crumpled up the letter, threw it in the trash can and went running outside. He aimlessly wandered about depressed because of the way he treated his parents and really considering his actions. Hefinally found himself in front of a Catholic Church.Leroy went inside and knelt down, looking around not knowing what he should really do. Leroy finally got up and began to walk out the door and was looking at all the statues. All of a sudden he grabbed a statue of the Virgin Mary and ran out the door. He went home, hid it under hisbed and wrote this letter.Jesus, I''ve got your mama. If you ever want to see her again, give me a bike.You know who.