![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() | ||||
So the shop owner leaves and comes back with a monk costume And again the man says, "No, no. I can't wear that. It will make people notice my head."
Obviously pissed off, the shop owner leaves and comes back with a five-pound bag of caramels, gives it to the man and says, "Here. Just take this." Confused, the man says, "What am I suposed to do with a bag of caramels?" Smiling, the shop owner says, "Take home this bag of caramels, melt them, pour it all over your body, stick that peg leg up your ass and tell everyone you're a caramel apple."
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() | ||||
The old priest says, "Cross you arms over your chest and rub your chin with one hand."
The new priest tries this. The old priest suggests, "Try saying things like, 'I see,' 'yes,' 'go on,' 'I understand,' and 'how did you feel about that?'"
The new priest says those things, trying them out. The old priest says, "Now, don't you think that's a little better than saying, 'Whoa... What happened next?'"
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() | ||||
Two janitors outside heard the teacher and one said to the other, 'Jeez, she better stop telling the kids about her mental problems!'
Page 117 of 497 «« Previous | Next »»