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- Thread starter Mentalist
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FBI parte due
Folces Weard
Are you ready for lucrative career in the GREEK CIVIL SERVICE now?
CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
Fecking greeks! THEY INVENTED GAYNESS.
Eggs Mayonnaise
All In With The Nuts
AND I'M GRATEFUL TO THEM!
PARTY DOWN MYKONOS WAY!
PARTY DOWN MYKONOS WAY!
Silhouette
Away.
Well done menty good effort.
curiousa2z
Be patient till the last.
having another language is like having a room with an extra window...well done!
Archibald Nixon
anti-life coach
Congrats. Here is your reward:
CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
YOU' DON'T
CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
SO ENDETH THE LESSON
eloisel
Forever Empress E
A Greek walks into a bar in London, orders three pints of Guinness and sits in the back of the room, drinking a sip out of each one in turn. When he finished all three, he comes back to the bar and orders three more.
The bartender says to him, "You know, a pint goes flat after I draw it; it would taste better if you bought one at a time." The Greek replies, "Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is in America, the other in Australia, and I'm here in London. When we all left home, we promised that we'd drink this way to remember the days we all drank together."
The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there. The Greek becomes a regular in the bar and always drinks the same way: he orders three pints and drinks the three pints by taking drinks from each of them in turn.
One day, he comes in and orders two pints. All the other regulars in the bar notice and fall silent. When he comes back to the bar for the second round, the bartender says, "I don't want to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your great loss."
The Greek looks confused for a moment, then a light dawns in his eye and he laughs. "Oh, no," he says, "Everyone is fine. It's me..."
"...I've quit drinking!"
The bartender says to him, "You know, a pint goes flat after I draw it; it would taste better if you bought one at a time." The Greek replies, "Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is in America, the other in Australia, and I'm here in London. When we all left home, we promised that we'd drink this way to remember the days we all drank together."
The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there. The Greek becomes a regular in the bar and always drinks the same way: he orders three pints and drinks the three pints by taking drinks from each of them in turn.
One day, he comes in and orders two pints. All the other regulars in the bar notice and fall silent. When he comes back to the bar for the second round, the bartender says, "I don't want to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your great loss."
The Greek looks confused for a moment, then a light dawns in his eye and he laughs. "Oh, no," he says, "Everyone is fine. It's me..."
"...I've quit drinking!"
eloisel
Forever Empress E
One American, one Japanese and a Greek were sitting naked in the sauna.
Suddenly there was a beeping sound. The American pressed his arm and the beep stopped. The others looked at him
questioningly. "That was my pager," he said. "I have a microchip under the skin of my arm."
A few minutes later a phone rang. The Japanese fellow lifted his palm to his ear and spoke briefly into it. When he finished he explained, "That was mobile phone. I have a microchip in my hand."
The Greek felt decidedly low-tech. So as not to be outdone, he decided he had to do something just as impressive. He stepped out of the sauna and went to the toilet. He returned with a piece of toilet paper hanging from his backside. The others raised their eyebrows...!
"Will you look at that," said Greek. "I'm getting a fax!"
Suddenly there was a beeping sound. The American pressed his arm and the beep stopped. The others looked at him
questioningly. "That was my pager," he said. "I have a microchip under the skin of my arm."
A few minutes later a phone rang. The Japanese fellow lifted his palm to his ear and spoke briefly into it. When he finished he explained, "That was mobile phone. I have a microchip in my hand."
The Greek felt decidedly low-tech. So as not to be outdone, he decided he had to do something just as impressive. He stepped out of the sauna and went to the toilet. He returned with a piece of toilet paper hanging from his backside. The others raised their eyebrows...!
"Will you look at that," said Greek. "I'm getting a fax!"
MENTALIST I KNOW YOU ARE HERE.