a Friday funny

[tulkyuk]

WHY MEN ARE BETTER FRIENDS

 

Friendship between Women: A woman didn't come home one night. The next day she told her husband that she had slept over at a friend's house. The man called his wife's 10 best friends. None of them knew about it.

 

Friendship between Men: A man didn't come home one night. The next day he told his wife that he had slept over at a friend's house. The woman called her husband's 10 best friends. Eight of them confirmed that he had slept over and two claimed that he was still there.

[starlight32]

WHY MEN ARE BETTER FRIENDS

 

Friendship between Women: A woman didn't come home one night. The next day she told her husband that she had slept over at a friend's house. The man called his wife's 10 best friends. None of them knew about it.

 

Friendship between Men: A man didn't come home one night. The next day he told his wife that he had slept over at a friend's house. The woman called her husband's 10 best friends. Eight of them confirmed that he had slept over and two claimed that he was still there.

 

:o :o :(

[Graham M]

Tony Blair started jogging when he was at Chequers. Every day, he'd jog past a 'working girl' standing on the same street corner. He learned to brace himself as he approached her for what was almost certain to follow.

 

 

 

"Fifty pounds!" she'd shout from the kerb.

 

 

 

"No! Five pounds!" Tony would fire back.

 

 

 

This ritual between Tony and the hooker became a daily occurrence.

 

 

 

He'd run by and she'd yell, "Fifty pounds!" He'd yell back, "Five pounds!"

 

 

 

One day, Cherie decided that she wanted to accompany her husband on his jog.

 

 

 

As the jogging couple neared the working woman's street corner, Tony realised she'd bark her £50 offer and Cherie would wonder what he'd really been doing on all his past outings. He figured he'd better have a darn good explanation.

 

 

 

As they jogged into the turn that would take them past the corner, Tony became even more apprehensive than usual.

 

 

 

Sure enough, there was the hooker.

 

 

 

Tony tried to avoid the prostitute's eyes as she watched the pair jog past.

 

 

 

Then, from the pavement, the hooker yelled, "See what you get for a fiver."

[tulkyuk]

very good Graham

[dazza]

[berettaman1]

Tony Blair started jogging when he was at Chequers. Every day, he'd jog past a 'working girl' standing on the same street corner. He learned to brace himself as he approached her for what was almost certain to follow.

 

 

 

"Fifty pounds!" she'd shout from the kerb.

 

 

 

"No! Five pounds!" Tony would fire back.

 

 

 

This ritual between Tony and the hooker became a daily occurrence.

 

 

 

He'd run by and she'd yell, "Fifty pounds!" He'd yell back, "Five pounds!"

 

 

 

One day, Cherie decided that she wanted to accompany her husband on his jog.

 

 

 

As the jogging couple neared the working woman's street corner, Tony realised she'd bark her £50 offer and Cherie would wonder what he'd really been doing on all his past outings. He figured he'd better have a darn good explanation.

 

 

 

As they jogged into the turn that would take them past the corner, Tony became even more apprehensive than usual.

 

 

 

Sure enough, there was the hooker.

 

 

 

Tony tried to avoid the prostitute's eyes as she watched the pair jog past.

 

 

 

Then, from the pavement, the hooker yelled, "See what you get for a fiver."

that is a brilliant joke, wished i,de told it.