Archive for the ‘Funny Stuff’ Category
Funny: How to pay your bills
July 29th, 2010 | 
Author: David Thorne’s blog is an absolute favorite of WDGF. Below is one of his best. Enjoy!! … Read the rest of this entry »
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Funny of the month – Parking space
Paddy was driving down the street in a sweat because he had an important meeting and couldn’t find a parking space. … Read the rest of this entry »
Funny of the month: The Doc & the Mechanic
A mechanic was removing a cylinder-head from the motor of a Harley motorcycle when he spotted a well-known cardiologist in his shop. … Read the rest of this entry »
Humour: She Bangs
This is an oldie, but goodie. If you haven’t seen this yet, it’s a must see. If you have, you can spare 1 minute and 50 seconds out of your day for a good repeat laugh!
My mother joked about me sounding like him when I sing karoake. Nice mom, nice…
Humour: Talking Cats and Dogs
This is Brian’s sense of humour – the team made me say that … the best is at 0:52
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V9j0iKs3QNo
And a miscellaneous joke …
A highly timid little man, ventured into a biker bar in the Bronx and clearing his throat asked, “Um, err, which of you gentlemen owns the Doberman tied outside to the parking meter?” A giant of a man, wearing biker leathers, his body hair growing out through the seams, turned slowly on his stool, looked down at the quivering little man and said, “It’s my dog. Why?”
“Well,” squeaked the little man, obviously very nervous, “I believe my dog just killed it, sir.” “What?” roared the big man in disbelief. “What in the hell kind of dog do you have?” “Sir,” answered the little man, “it’s a little four week old female puppy.” “Bull!” roared the biker, “how could your puppy kill my Doberman?” “It appears that your dog choked on her, sir.”
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“Well,” squeaked the little man, obviously very nervous, “I believe my dog just killed it, sir.” “What?” roared the big man in disbelief. “What in the hell kind of dog do you have?” “Sir,” answered the little man, “it’s a little four week old female puppy.” “Bull!” roared the biker, “how could your puppy kill my Doberman?” “It appears that your dog choked on her, sir.”