Paula sent me this one.
Siamese twins walk into a bar in Canada and park
themselves on two bar stools.
One of them says to the bartender, “Don’t mind us; we’re just joined at the hip. I’m John, he’s Jim. Two Molson drafts, please.”
The bartender, feeling slightly awkward, tries to make polite conversation while pouring the beers. “Been on holiday yet, lads?”
“Off to England next month,” says John. “We go to England every year, rent a car and drive for miles. Don’t we, Jim?”
Jim nods.
“Ah, England!” says the bartender. “Wonderful country … the history, the beer, the culture …”
“Nah, we don’t like that British crap,” says John.
“Hamburgers and Molson’s, that’s us, eh Jim? Besides, we can’t stand
the English – they’re so arrogant and rude.”
“So why keep going back to England?” asks the bartender.
“It’s the only chance Jim gets to drive.”
That’s funny right there. I don’t care who you are.
That one caught me by surprise… Hilarious!
Double groan…….a pair of groans…duece groans…..snake eyes groans….but not too bad.
My puntification:
Chief Shortcake was very popular among the nations; everyone loved him. He led his people for many, many moons.
He was very old when he died. Such a great loss for his beloved people. They wanted very much to honor this great chief, so the tribal chiefs met for a great pow-wow. They deliberated for some time, then a representative came out to make an announcement to the people.
“We talk long time. We decide to honor this great chief we have a big party. Then we have squaw bury shortcake.”
You should have sent me that via email and it would have made one of my Monday Puns.
Did not see that train coming. Really good.
LMFAO!!! Once again I spilled my beer. LOL
At least us Brits can take a joke, unless most of the rest of the world
That one made me laugh. Thanks!