Two nuns were riding their bikes to church.
One of them says “I’ve never come this way before”.
The other replied “it’s the cobblestones.”
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Nuns on Wheels: Cobblestone Confessions!
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The last soup
As the dingy, small restaurant is about to close, a customer rushed through the door and said: “Please, I am starving, I will order anything you have or anything easy to make. Plus a soup.”
The waiter replied: “Sure, we have some rotisserie chicken that we can bring to you, but we are all out of soup.” Pointing to the corner of the restaurant, he said, “That gentleman ordered the last one.”
The last customer then noticed a lone, sad looking man sitting at a small table with his head down, with a full bowl of soup in front of him. After contemplating a bit, he asked in a gentle voice: “Sir, I noticed that you have not eaten your soup. If you don’t mind, may I have it?”
The sad man silently moved the dish with bowl of soup and soup spoon towards the direction of the last customer.
“Thank you, thank you!” the last customer took the soup back to his table and started eagerly eating it… until he noticed the dead rat at bottom of the bowl.
Totally disgusted by what he saw and ate, he vomited violently, back into the bowl. finally, after he calmed down, wiped tears off his eyes and dabbed the corner of his mouth with a napkin, he noticed the sad man looking mournfully at him.
“I know, that’s what I did too.” The sad man said.
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Party at the neighbor’s place
A guy moves to the middle of nowhere in Alaska — no towns, no roads, just snow and existential dread.
About a week later, there’s a knock at the door. He opens it to find a man standing there like it’s the most normal thing in the world.
“Hey,” the man says. “I’m your neighbor — I live about fifteen miles away. I’m throwing a party tonight and wanted to invite you.”
The new guy brightens up. “A party? Out here?”
“Yep,” says the neighbor. “There’ll be drinking and fighting…”
“Wow,” the new guy says. “Sounds fun.”
“…and then sex, there will be loads of sex.” the neighbor adds.
The new guy freezes. “Uh — okay. How many people are coming?”
The neighbor smiles. “It’ll just be you and me.”
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Three men find a harem
Three guys were traveling through Saudi Arabia when they accidentally stumbled into a harem tent filled with over a hundred beautiful women.
They started getting friendly with the women when suddenly the Sheik burst in and shouted, “I am the master of all these women! No one else may touch them except me. You three men must pay for what you’ve done. Your punishment will correspond to your profession.”
He turned to the first man and asked, “What do you do for a living?”
“I’m a cop,” the first man said.
“Then we will shoot your penis off!” declared the Sheik.
Next, he turned to the second man. “And you?”
“I’m a fireman.”
“Then we will burn your penis off!”
Finally, the Sheik turned to the third man. “And what do you do for a living?”
The third man grinned and said, “I’m a lollipop salesman.”
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How is your mother-in-law?
I went to get a haircut the other day, and the barber kept asking me the same question over and over. As he’s cutting my hair, he says, “So, how’s your mother-in-law doing?”
I shrugged and said, “She’s fine.”
Five minutes later, he asks again, “So, how’s your mother-in-law?”
Now I’m getting annoyed, but I answer, “I told you, she’s fine.”
A few minutes after that, he asks yet again, “So, how is your mother-in-law doing?”
I finally snap: “Dude, I already told you twice—she’s fine! Why do you keep asking about my mother-in-law?”
He chuckles and says, “Oh, don’t worry, it’s not because I actually care. Every time I mention your mother-in-law, your hair stands straight up… and it makes it a lot easier for me to cut it!”
