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  • #16
    A Russian couple was walking down the street in Moscow when the man, Boris, was hit in the head by a drop of water. Boris turns to his wife, Natasha, and says "I think it is raining." Natasha replies that it was just snow. "No" Boris yells, "It was rain." And so it continues.
    Boris and Natasha see a comrade named Rudolf coming their way. "Let's ask Rudolf what he thinks." So Boris and Natasha explain their situation to Rudolf asking whether he thought it was rain or snow.
    Rudolf exclaims, in certainty, that it was rain, not snow. "It's rain not snow," he said, and walked away.
    But Natasha is stubborn! She turns to Boris and says that she is still positive it was snow. And then Boris says to Natasha..
    Excuse me but.. Rudolf the Red knows rain, dear!
    In da butt.
    "Do not worry if others do not understand you. Instead worry if you do not understand others." - Confucius
    THE UNDEFEATED SUPERCITIZEN w:4 t:2 l:1 (DON'T ASK!)
    "God is dead" - Nietzsche. "Nietzsche is dead" - God.

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    • #17
      Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
      "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
      He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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      • #18
        thats just bad

        Jon Miller
        Jon Miller-
        I AM.CANADIAN
        GENERATION 35: The first time you see this, copy it into your sig on any forum and add 1 to the generation. Social experiment.

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        • #19
          It stinks so bad it's funny, Jon!
          You like this better?

          Two men were sitting in a train carriage travelling through Norway to Oslo. They found themselves sharing a carriage with a Teddy Boy - D.A., brothel creepers, drain pipe trousers, the works. One of the men introduced himself and asked for the Teddy Boy's name. To which he replied: "It es Olf but vot does it fakin have to do vit you?" A little taken aback with the curt response, the two men decided not pursue the conversation any further.
          As time went by the Teddy Boy got more and more restless until he exclaims "**** itt, I am fed up vit you boring bastards, I am going to ze buffet car to get pissed"
          Moments later he busts into the carriage holding a half empty can of lager, shouting and swearing about the quality of the beer.
          "Oh dear" said one of the men, "I wonder what his problem is?"
          "Well its clearly obvious" said the other man, "RUDE OLF THE TED LOATHES TRAIN BEER"
          In da butt.
          "Do not worry if others do not understand you. Instead worry if you do not understand others." - Confucius
          THE UNDEFEATED SUPERCITIZEN w:4 t:2 l:1 (DON'T ASK!)
          "God is dead" - Nietzsche. "Nietzsche is dead" - God.

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          • #20
            I dont get it..

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            • #21
              A lawyer from up North came down to Arkansas to have a nice quality hunting vacation. He shot a duck on the last day, but it landed in a farmer's field. The farmer came out and picked up the duck and was about to take it in when the lawyer ran up to him and said "I shot that duck! You can't have it!" The farmer said, "It landed here. I didn't see you shoot it. It's my duck." The lawyer threatened to sue him for everything he was worth. The farmer thought about it for a minute, and then told the lawyer his proposition. "Ya see, down here in Arkansas we have a deal called the Three Kick Rule. You get to kick each other three times and whoever's left gets the duck."

              The lawyer looked at the old farmer, who he thought was in his sixties, and said "Deal. I'm sure you'll need the help you can get, so you can go first." The farmer quickly planted his steel-toed boot into the lawyer's crotch. Then, he kicked the lawyer in the stomach and he was down on the ground. Finally, he gave the lawyer a good smack in the jaw.

              Even though he was aching and bleeding all over, the lawyer still managed to get up. He looked at the farmer. "Now, it's my turn," he said.

              The farmer thought for a minute, then decided, "No, you can keep the duck."
              meet the new boss, same as the old boss

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              • #22
                Re: Boris, GePap, Tassadar. Front and Center !

                Hmm, that's not how I heard the joke:

                A Texan, a Russian, and a New Yorker went into a restaurant in London, and the waiter said,
                "Excuse me, but if you order the steak you might not get one, as there is a shortage."

                Texan: BLAM!!!

                *joke ends in carnage*
                Tutto nel mondo è burla

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                  • #24
                    Originally posted by Pekka
                    A Russian couple was walking down the street in Moscow when the man, Boris, was hit in the head by a drop of water. Boris turns to his wife, Natasha, and says "I think it is raining." Natasha replies that it was just snow. "No" Boris yells, "It was rain." And so it continues.
                    Boris and Natasha see a comrade named Rudolf coming their way. "Let's ask Rudolf what he thinks." So Boris and Natasha explain their situation to Rudolf asking whether he thought it was rain or snow.
                    Rudolf exclaims, in certainty, that it was rain, not snow. "It's rain not snow," he said, and walked away.
                    But Natasha is stubborn! She turns to Boris and says that she is still positive it was snow. And then Boris says to Natasha..
                    Excuse me but.. Rudolf the Red knows rain, dear!
                    That is kickin'

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                    • #25
                      Originally posted by SlowwHand
                      Yeah, but commies have no discernable sense of humor.
                      I am NOT a commie.

                      Oh wait -- that was for Che.
                      A lot of Republicans are not racist, but a lot of racists are Republican.

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                      • #26
                        A) Boris, your sense of humor, well, it's kind of demented.
                        B) MrFun, are you a commie now ?



                        Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                        "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                        He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                        • #27
                          Originally posted by Pekka
                          It stinks so bad it's funny, Jon!
                          You like this better?

                          Two men were sitting in a train carriage travelling through Norway to Oslo. They found themselves sharing a carriage with a Teddy Boy - D.A., brothel creepers, drain pipe trousers, the works.
                          People across the Atlantic may not know what a Teddy Boy is/was, alas. I thought it jolly amusing however.

                          For the benefit of those not in the know- a Teddy Boy was 1950s' youth culture's response (in Great Britain at least) to rock'n'roll, Bill Haley and the Comets, etc.

                          They wore Crombie overcoats (with velvet collars) drainpipe trousers or jeans, had the duck's arse hairstyle with thoroughly greased quiff, the suede shoes with crepe heels known as brothel creepers, and generally caused their post-WWII parents the kind of apoplexy experienced by the parents of punks in the Seventies.

                          They became renowned for tearing up seats in cinemas (if possible during 'Rock Around the Clock' and 'Blackboard Jungle') and hanging out in Soho milk bars. There were still some antiquated ones around in the Seventies ready to rumble with the punks. Being Great Britain, no one was shot....
                          Vive la liberte. Noor Inayat Khan, Dachau.

                          ...patriotism is not enough. I must have no hatred or bitterness towards anyone. Edith Cavell, 1915

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                          • #28
                            what is a milk bar

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                            • #29
                              Watch A Clockwork Orange
                              12-17-10 Mohamed Bouazizi NEVER FORGET
                              Stadtluft Macht Frei
                              Killing it is the new killing it
                              Ultima Ratio Regum

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                              • #30
                                I read the book.

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