Sean Connery Joke Thread (Vol 8)
Discussion
McAndy said:
mickk said:
DaveWesty said:
Just bought a new Sat nav.
It's a U2 model, it's rubbish
The streets have no names and I still haven't found what I'm looking for……
I'd find the destination, with or without you.It's a U2 model, it's rubbish
The streets have no names and I still haven't found what I'm looking for……
Fer said:
Fluffsri said:
wilfandrowlf said:
Very on topic at the moment.......
What's the difference between a cow and a tragedy?
A Scouser wouldn't know how to milk a cow!
I'll get me coat .............
Apparently, this is too soon. What's the difference between a cow and a tragedy?
A Scouser wouldn't know how to milk a cow!
I'll get me coat .............
Chevykevv said:
McAndy said:
mickk said:
DaveWesty said:
Just bought a new Sat nav.
It's a U2 model, it's rubbish
The streets have no names and I still haven't found what I'm looking for……
I'd find the destination, with or without you.It's a U2 model, it's rubbish
The streets have no names and I still haven't found what I'm looking for……
GAjon said:
Chevykevv said:
McAndy said:
mickk said:
DaveWesty said:
Just bought a new Sat nav.
It's a U2 model, it's rubbish
The streets have no names and I still haven't found what I'm looking for……
I'd find the destination, with or without you.It's a U2 model, it's rubbish
The streets have no names and I still haven't found what I'm looking for……
A particularly voluptuous waitress wearing a very short skirt and legs that won't quit, came to his table and asked if he was ready to order, "What would you like, sir?"
He looks at the menu and then scans her beautiful frame top to bottom, then answers, "A quickie."
The waitress turns and walks away in disgust. After she regains her composure she returns and asks again, "What would you like, sir?"
Again the man thoroughly checks her out and again answers, "a quickie, please." This time her anger takes over, she reaches over and slaps him across the face with a resounding "SMACK!" and storms away.
A man sitting at the next table leans over and whispers, "Um, I think it's pronounced 'quiche'."
He looks at the menu and then scans her beautiful frame top to bottom, then answers, "A quickie."
The waitress turns and walks away in disgust. After she regains her composure she returns and asks again, "What would you like, sir?"
Again the man thoroughly checks her out and again answers, "a quickie, please." This time her anger takes over, she reaches over and slaps him across the face with a resounding "SMACK!" and storms away.
A man sitting at the next table leans over and whispers, "Um, I think it's pronounced 'quiche'."
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