looking in and under cars until a police man approached him and asked,
“What are you doing?” “Playing a game,” the boy replied. “What is your name?”
the officer questioned. “Mind Your Own Business.” Furious the policeman inquired,
“Are you looking for trouble?!” The boy replied, “Why, yes.”
we’ll make it across that bridge safely.
The anti-vaxxer responded, without even thinking “Forget that, I’m swimming!”
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“That’s not bad mate, she charges us $100.”
is the reply. The nuns shrug and decide there
is no harm in opening the door for him.
They unlock the door and open it.
The man says “Nice b*obs! Anyways,
where do you want the blinds installed?”
They is born dark brown, but grow up to be light brown color.”
The prince says “I rather like the Turkish bulls. Fine specimens indeed.”
“Excellent choice, your majesty. But Turkish bull is special. They is bred for royalty, like you. But if you have royal blood, you must be bonding with bull calf when young, before they change color or they will reject you,” the Russian explains.
“Well,” the prince says, “I’m looking for a strong, adult bull. I’m not particularly interested in buying a calf. I rather like this big, beige bull over here.”
The prince attempts to pet the large Turkish bull. It sniffs his hand, shakes its head in disgust, turns around and kicks the prince with its hind legs.
The prince goes flying across the room and lands in a pile of hay.
“Where did you get such a horrible beast?! Why did it kick me!?” He sputters.
“I told you. He from Turkey,” the Russian explains, “Is tan bull, can’t stand a noble.”
very carefully. Grab the spear from the savage next to you, run up to the chief and stab him in the chest.”
So the man, with nothing to lose, grabs the spear from the savage next to him, runs up to the chief and stabs him in the chest.
The man, as he’s standing over the chief who’s now dying in a pool of blood, looks up at the heavens and ask, “Now what, Lord?”
And the voice booms back, “OK. Now you’re fucked.”
“…sure you can,” the farmer says “But I like your style. I’ll put you to work.”
So the man does a few chores around the farm and earns his meal. At dinner, he says to the farmer, “I know you don’t believe me, but I actually do communicate with animals. I can prove it. I spoke to the hens, and they said you were there every morning before dawn to collect their eggs, and you’ve been doing so every day for years since your wife passed.”
The farmer says, “Wow, that’s exactly right!”
The man continues, “I spoke to your cow, and she said you’ve faithfully milked her every day before dawn, and you’ve been doing so every day for years since your wife passed.”
The farmer says, “I’m amazed. That’s true.”
The man says, “And I spoke to your sheep…”
“That sheep’s a fucking liar!”