Ranking: 2.56 / 114
When a fellow called a motel and asked how much they charged for a room, the clerk told him that the rates depended on room size and number of people. “Do you take children?” the man asked.
“No, sir,” replied the clerk. “Only cash and credit cards.”
Thanks to: Anonymous - USA.
rec.:Jun/6/2006 pub.:Jun/6/2006 sent:Apr/16/2008
Ranking: 3.50 / 32
During Marine Corp basic training, one private was being hassled by his drill instructor.
"Well," snarled the tough old sergeant to the bewildered recruit, "I suppose after you get discharged from the Corp, you'll just be waiting for me to die so you can come and spit on my grave."
"Not me, Sarge!" the private replied. "Once I get out of the Marines, I'm never going to stand in line again!"
Thanks to: Mark O.
rec.:Jan/19/1999 pub.:Jan/19/1999 sent:Jan/19/1999
Ranking: 2.64 / 98
What part of the human body is called the "yet"?
I don't know either, but in the paper it said this lady got shot and they haven't got the bullet out of her yet!
Thanks to: Elisa - St Louis - MO - USA.
rec.:Jul/7/2004 pub.:Aug/3/2004 sent:Dec/30/2007
Ranking: 3.59 / 29
A truck driver was sitting down in a small roadside diner, minding his own business, and having a plate of spaghetti and a beer. Before long, about 30 of the nastiest, meanest looking bikers come roaring in to the parking lot and boisterously enter the diner -- taking over the tiny place. The macho leader notices the trucker in the corner and goes over to "mark the territory." He starts giving the trucker hard time, but the trucker is not to be provoked. Soon the leader is frustrated by the trucker's lack of response and he dumps the trucker's spaghetti plate right on his head. The trucker is covered with noodles and sauce is dripping down his face. He tells the leader he doesn't want any trouble and cleans away the mess with a towel provided by the proprietor. The leader is not done with his provocation -- he tells the trucker he's a lily-livered sissy and dumps the trucker's beer right in his lap. The trucker shoots to his feet -- the room is silent. The bikers think they're finally gonna see some action -- but the trucker just saunters over to the cash register, settles the check and strides out the door. A minute or two pass and the leader decides to have the last word, "THAT GUY SURE ISN'T MUCH OF A MAN!" About 10 seconds of silence follow-- THE SILENCE IS SHATTERED BY THE SOUND OF MANGLED METAL AND THE WORDS OF THE DINER PROPRIETOR..."AND HE SURE ISN'T MUCH OF A DRIVER EITHER. LOOKS LIKE HE JUST RAN OVER MOST OF THOSE HARLEYS IN THE PARKING LOT!"
Thanks to: Steve - Los Angeles - CA - USA.
rec.:Feb/10/1999 pub.:Feb/10/1999 sent:Feb/10/1999