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25-02-2008, 10:28:13
...in english, that made its way to our cowie jokes mailing list....

An Arab at the airport:
- Name?
- Abdul al-Rhazib.
- Sex?
- Three to five times a week.
- No, no... I mean male or female?
- Male, female, sometimes camel.
- Holy cow!
- Yes, cow, sheep, animals in general.
- But isn't that hostile?
- Horse style, doggy style, any style!
- Oh dear!
- No, no! Deer run too fast !

isn't that cultural colonisation?

it was followed by this other one:

A Mother had 3 virgin daughters and they were all getting married within a short time period. Because Mom was a bit worried about how their sex life would get started, she made them all promise to send a postcard from the honeymoon with a few words on how marital sex felt.

The first girl sent a card from Hawaii two days after the wedding. The card said nothing but "Nescafe". Mom was puzzled at first, but then went to the kitchen and got out the Nescafe jar. It said: "Good till the last drop." Mom blushed, but was pleased for her daughter.

The second girl sent the card from Vermont a week after the wedding, and the card read: "Benson & Hedges". Mom now knew to go straight to her husbands' cigarettes, and she read from the Benson & Hedges pack: "Extra Long King Size". She was again slightly embarrassed, but still happy for her daughter.

The third girl left for her honeymoon in the Caribbean. Mom waited for a week, nothing. Another week went by and still nothing. Then after a whole month, a card finally arrived. Written on it with shaky handwriting were the words "British Airways". Mom took out her latest Harper's Bazaar magazine, flipped through the pages fearing the worst, and finally found the ad for BA. The ad said: "Three times a day, seven days a week, both ways."

Mom fainted...

25-02-2008, 16:00:31
First one was good. :)

Here's a rather old Jewish joke; back in WW2, on a pavement in Poland, a Nazi stormtrooper stands by a poster with "The Jews are our Misfortune" written on it.

He hears a cough, looks round, but can't see anyone.

"Down here, big man".

Little old Jewish bloke, very thick spectacles. "I'm sorry but I can't read the sign. What does it say?"

The storm trooper snarls, "The Jews are our misfortune".

"Hmm... well, let's hope so."