Wednesday, February 18, 2009


9 comments:

U.R. Shittenmee said...

Puttzle, you are the Board of Director, time to lock him out again, he's outta control and off his meds.

puttzle said...

You started it!

I.M. Shittenu said...

Anarchy!

i b shittentoo said...

THE JOBS NOT COMPLETE, UNTIL THE PAPER WORKS DUN.

YOU ARE ALL FIRED said...

WHAT A SORRY LOT THIS IS.

Loaded Diaper said...

Murphy and Shittenmee are building a house. Murphy is putting on the siding. He picks up a nail, hammers it in. Picks up another nail, throws it away. Picks up a nail, hammers it in. Picks up another, throws it away.

This goes on for a while, and finally Shittenmee comes over and asks him why he is throwing half of the nails away. He replies, "Those ones were pointed on the wrong end." Shittenmee gets exasperated and says "You idiot, those are for the other side of the house!"

TA DA said...

This young hottie was walking to the bus stop when she saw little old man sitting on the curb weeping his heart out. Moved by this the hottie bent over and askked him what was so terribly wrong. "Well, you see", sobbed the old timer, "I once was married to this to this awful bitch. She was ugly, fat, and never put out, our house was a pig sty. and she spent my money like water. She wasn't even a a decent cook. My life was hell. His listener clucked sympatheticly. Then she died and I met this beautiful women. Twenty eight years old, a body like Paris Hilton and the face of an angel, a fabulous cook and housekeeper, the sauciest thing in bed you could possibly imagine, and-can you believe-crazy about me.She couldn't wait to marry me, and treat me like a prince in my own home. "That doesn't sound so bad," said the girl. "I tell you I'm the luckiest man in the world." "Well, why are you wailing on a street corner?" "because I can't remember where
I live.

Orale Ese said...

Jose the Mexican came to the US from the Mexico. He was only here a few months when he became very ill. He went to doctor after doctor, but none of them could help him.

Finally, he went to an Mexican doctor who said: "Take dees bocket, go into de odder room, poop in de bocket, pee on de poop, and den put your head down over de bocket and breathe in de fumes for ten minutes."

Jose took the bucket, went into the other room, pooped in the bucket, peed on the poop, bent over and breathed in the fumes for ten minutes.

Coming back to the doctor he said, "It worked. I feel terrific! What was wrong with me?" The doctor said "You were homesick!"

Anonymous said...

Orale vato, that is funny. Have you eaten before at "La Siesta"?

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