Showing posts with label weight. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weight. Show all posts
Wednesday, February 28, 2018
Tuesday, November 28, 2017
Monday, June 26, 2017
How Fat?
He was so fat, they used his pants as parachutes.
She was so fat, you needed a submarine to have sex with her.
He was so fat, he needed two taxis to go anywhere.
She was so fat, she made hippos look anorexic.
He was so fat, someone always called the fire department when he smoked a cigarette.
She was so fat, astronomers thought she was a planet.
He was so fat, clouds thought him handsome.
She was so fat, seats complained when she sat on them.
Thursday, December 15, 2016
ON NUMBERS
Do numbers count on each other?
"Why did zero cross the road?"
"I don't know. Why?"
"To go nowhere."
How come zero is something when it comes to the weather, but nothing when it comes to a bank account?
"How many light bulbs does it take to change a number?"
"How many?"
"One, but the bulb has to be able to count."
Number 1 walked into a bar and the bartender said, "What will it be?"
And Number 1 said, "I'll have a zero, please."
The bartender served Number 1 a zero. Number 1 drank it and said, "Ahhh, that's good! Now I feel like a ten."
"Knock. Knock."
"Who's there?"
"Eight."
"Eight who?"
"I didn't eat anyone."
"What happened when Number 3 gained weight?"
"What?"
"It became Number 8."
How come my feet aren't 12 inches?
"I have nothing more to say," said zero.
Wednesday, December 3, 2014
*EVERYTHING YOU WANTED TO KNOW ABOUT DEATH, BUT WERE AFRAID TO ASK
*Well, not everything
The only problem with Death is that all of its decisions are final.
Q: Why did Death cross the road?
A: It was following a chicken whose time was near.
Death walks into a bar and the bartender asks, "What will it be?"
Death says, "I'll have you."
"Me?" says the bartender. "Me? But I'm not a drink."
"That's okay," says Death, "I'm not thirsty."
Death cares not whether
You're young or old
When Death visits you
You'll soon be cold
And stiff
And rotting
And smelly
And not much fun to be with
The only problem with Death is that all of its decisions are final.
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