Best Joke Ever!!
ncurran said on April 20, 2005 19:29:
sorry, i dont get that joke at all
Superbullie said on April 20, 2005 15:01:
hm.... :-!
the joke starts very well, but the ending...
I am sure there’s someone outthere who laughs about it! But it’s not me.
purplemedusa said on April 20, 2005 15:09:
U know what would’ve been real funny... If nobody replied to this thread!! LOL
Superbullie said on April 20, 2005 15:18:
...yeah, but it’s fun to talk about it. Don’t you think?
Perhaps someone could analyze (i dont know to write it) how to understand it...
IPPIE said on April 20, 2005 21:42:
Don’t you really understand it ?
Thus he will have fresh orange juice every morning !!! :-) Actually :
The idea is that this guy has got anything it could be wished for ( girls, money....) but in the same time he appears to be a mutant.
It’s not really about the fun , but more like to say ” Oh how awful, aaaa ..., how cruel of his side...” He is in a way mean.
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There are more like this one ....
ally77 said on April 21, 2005 06:52:
I normally laugh at anything, but this failed to make me even twitch!
harriej said on April 21, 2005 21:02:
I guess we need to drink a few barrels of Guiness to understand this joke, right?
ncurran said on April 21, 2005 21:08:
if Ippie’s explanation of the joke is correct, i do understand it now, but it is a pathetic joke and not really funny at all....sorry ebay
eBay said on April 22, 2005 07:16:
First rule of joke telling:
If you don’t get it at first, you don’t deserve to get it at all.
Zargo said on April 22, 2005 09:24:
First rule of joke telling:
If you don’t get it at first, it’s not worth getting at all.
StillFar said on April 22, 2005 14:50:
how about that one:
A son asks his dad: „Daddy, what’s politics?”
So the Father answers: “My son, that’s very simple. See, I’m the one who brings the money, my name is capitalism.
Your mother manages the money, her name’s government.
Your Grandfather checks that everything is done correctly, we call him union.
The housekeeping lady represents the working class.
The only thing all of us want is that you are doing well, so you’re the nation.
And you’re brother who’s still in his diapers is the future.
Did you understand that son?”
The little kid reflects on it and asks if he could sleep on it.
During the night, the kid awakes by the crying of his brother who filled his diapers. Unsure of what to do, he enters the bedroom of his parents, where he found his mother, sleeping so deep that he was unable to wake her. So he walked into the room of the cleaning lady, where he found his father screwing the housekeeper, while his granddad secretly spied through the window. Since they were all occupied, nobody noticed the little boy standing in front of the bed, so he decides to go back to sleep.
The next morning the dad asks his son if he was able to explain the meaning of politics in his own words, the boy replies with yes.
“Capitalism exploits the working class, while the union is watching and the government is sleeping. The nation is being completely ignored while the future lies in shit. That is politics.”
animalkingdom said on April 25, 2005 20:58:
Well I laughed to ebay’s joke...But I am known for my odd sense of humour...kind of.
Jud (moderator) said on April 25, 2005 21:01:
LOL StillFar! -I had read this joke already but it sure made me smile again :P
MiracleMan said on April 26, 2005 00:20:
That I get. Rather funny. Would have been even funnier if you worked in an orange-headed bar goer.
sweet_stalker57 said on April 26, 2005 03:01:
This pimp looking mutha fucker in a purple suit and big ass hat with a feather in it walks on to the Caddillac lot and looking at the cars starts rubbing his chin. The sales man sees him and thinks “Ka-ching!!!” He walks over and asks the brother:
“Sir, are you thinking of buying a Caddillac?”
Pimp daddy replies:
“Oh I’s buying a Caddillac.... I’s thinking bout Pussy!!!”
eBay said on April 20, 2005 11:31:
This guy walks into a pub and half his head is a big orange. He says: ’I’ll have a pint of lager, please.’ And the barman says: ’Excuse me, I couldn’t help noticing, but half your head appears to be a big orange.’ And the boy goes: ’Yeah, had that for a while now.’
So the barman says: ’How did that come about, if you don’t mind me asking?’ And the boy says: ’I was in this old junk shop when I found a lamp and when I gave it a rub this genie appeared.
He offered me the standard three wishes, and I said: ’For my first wish, I’d like every woman I ever meet to fall madly in love with me.’ So the genie waves his genie hands and suddenly there’s women looking at me. Then the genie says: ’What will your second wish be?’ I said: ’I’d like a wallet with £1million in it, and I can never lose it, it can’t be destroyed, and every time I spend any of the money, it’ll be replenished.’ And the genie says: ’Your wish is granted. Now, what will your third wish be?’ So I said: ’For my third wish, I’d like half my head to be a big orange.’