March 14, 2005

crisps

I was working in an psychiatric hospital as a waiter, and a conversation with one of the inmates went as follows:

Do you have any crisps?

Yes, what flavour would you like Sir?

Helicopter, please

I'm sorry, we only have plane

(True story)

After 4 in a row I am now running out of jokes, but I will make sure I put a new one up each day. If you take the time to learn these jokes for the next 100 days, then you will be able to start your own christmas cracker business. I will of course be taking a 30% cut of the profits


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