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Un homme entre dans une bibliothque et demande un livre sur le suicide. Le bibliothcaire dit: “Va te faire foutre, vous ne pourrez pas le ramener.” My French is a joke

I stand on the streets selling small porcelain dolls holding fishing rods. I help the Gnomeless.

My son does my head in sometimes. ALL I asked him to do was keep an eye on my soup so it didn’t boil over while I was in the shower, but he didn’t move a muscle. My wife said to cut him some slack, but he could have EASILY climbed over the wall of […]

I should really stop biting my nails. I think the iron is wearing my teeth away.

Agatha Christie was in a pub quiz, and on a piece of paper, she was told to give another word for death. Murder, she wrote.

I saw a couple snogging by a Coconut Shy last night. “Knock it off you two!”, I shouted.

The wife was waiting in bed while I stayed up watching TV, but I was debating with myself, “Should I Stay or Should I Go?”, even though I normally avoid any Clash with the wife.

I was downloading a video from the net about how germs can cause flu. I ended up with a streaming cold.