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One night Little Johnny was really scared sleeping by himself at camp, so he sprints out of his tent and runs to his teachers tent and asks "Miss can I please sleep with you tonight ?".
His teacher replies "NO"
Johnny moans and says "But my mummy lets me".
"OK then, just for tonight" the teacher replies.
Johnny jumps into bed with her and asks "Miss can I please play with your belly button with my finger".
She again says "NO".
"But my mummy lets me" says Johnny again.
"Well I suppose it's OK" replies the teacher.
Things are silent for a few minutes until the teacher leaps up screaming "THAT'S NOT MY BELLY BUTTON"
Little Johnny replies "It aint my finger either".
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Not sure that is a kids joke iblis!!! <img src='http://www.melbournechat.org/public/style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/smile.gif' class='bbc_emoticon' alt=':Chicken:' />
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29-07-2010, 06:36 PM
(This post was last modified: 29-07-2010, 06:42 PM by iblis.raeb.)
That's a great story joke, Peter.
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Little Johnny was 12 years-old.
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[quote name='PeterJMelb' post='28399' date='Jul 29 2010, 04:29 PM']This is not a kid joke.
It got crowded in heaven so, for one day and one day only, it was decided to only accept people who had really [color="#008000"]bad day[/color] on [color="#008000"]the day[/color] they [color="#008000"]died[/color].
St. Peter was standing at the pearly gates and said to [color="#008000"]the first man[/color], "Tell me about the day you died." [color="#008000"]The man[/color] said, "Oh, it was awful. I was sure my wife was having an affair, so I came [color="#008000"]home[/color] early to catch her with him. I searched all over [color="#008000"]the apartment[/color] but couldn't find him anywhere. So I went out onto the balcony, we live on the 25th floor, and found this man hanging [color="#008000"]over the edge[/color] by his fingertips. I went inside, got a hammer, and started hitting his hands. He fell, but landed in some bushes. So, I got [color="#008000"]the refrigerator[/color] and pushed it over the balcony and it crushed him. The strain of the act gave me a heart attack, of which I died from."
St. Peter couldn't deny that this was a pretty bad day, and since it was a crime of passion, he let the man in. He then asked the next man in line about the day he died. "Well, sir, it was awful," said the second man. "I was doing aerobics on the balcony of my 26th floor apartment when I twisted my ankle and slipped over the edge. I managed to grab the balcony of the apartment below, but some maniac came out and started pounding on my fingers with a hammer. Luckily I landed in some bushes. But, then the guy dropped a refrigerator on me!"
St. Peter chuckled, let him into heaven and decided he could really start to enjoy this job. "Tell me about the day you died?â he said to [color="#008000"]the third man[/color] in line. "OK, picture this; I'm naked, hiding inside a refrigerator...."[/quote]
i really liked this one!!!! thanks peter!!