A man walked into a cafe, went to the bar and ordered a beer.
‘Certainly, Sir, that’ll be one cent.’
‘One Cent?’ the man exclaimed.
He glanced at the menu and asked: ‘How much for a nice juicy steak and a bottle of wine?’
‘A nickel,’ the barman replied.
‘A nickel?’ exclaimed the man. ‘Where’s the guy who owns this place?’
The bartender replied: ‘Upstairs, with my wife.’
The man asked: ‘What’s he doing upstairs with your wife?’
The bartender replied: ‘The same thing I’m doing to his business down here.’
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Jake was dying. His wife sat at the bedside.
He looked up and said weakly: ‘I have something I must confess.’
‘There’s no need to, ‘his wife replied. ‘No,’ he insisted, ‘I want to die in peace.
I slept with your sister, your best friend, her best friend, and your mother!’
‘I know,’ she replied. ‘Now just rest and let the poison work.
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Sometimes I need what only you can provide: your absence. Ashleigh Brilliant
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What do you call a 1000 nuns in a warehouse?
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Die bruid en bruidegom speel heel nag lank. Die oggend gaan hy badkamer toe en daar is nie ‘n handdoek nie, hy vra haar om vir hom een te bring. Sy kom in en sien hy is kaal. Sy kyk hom op en af en haar oë stop so halflyf.
Sy vra: wat is dit daai? Hy: dis waarmee ons die heelnag soveel pret gehad het. Sy vra snikkend: is is is dit nou al wat ons oor het?
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