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hippy dave wrote:A man walks into a petrol station and says "Can I please have a kitkat chunky".

The lady behind the till gets him a kitkat chunky and brings it back to him.

"No" says the man, "I wanted a normal kitkat you fat bitch".
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did you make that up yourself Dave!
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no, you can tell i copy&pasted it, because it has capital letters and everything! :P
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yeah it was on sikapedia last week
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I called that Rape Advice Line earlier today.

Unfortunately, it's only for victims.
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well if this will just be a copy and paste from sickapedia thread


Did you hear about the dyslexic gay.
He liked to cook socks.

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All these years she thought she had conjunctivitis.

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Karnorjax wrote:well if this will just be a copy and paste from sickapedia thread
I've been cutting and pasting from wilipedia for years...

What's up Matt, not getting enough sleep?!
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im fine dave your just getting old n lazy.. ya ned to go an dance somewhere ??? me too actually... !!
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I certainly do...

Off to Glasto, though we've decided to wimp out if the weather's really shite. Also going to Glade festival at end of July. I see Bloom's moved to Cheltenham. Presumably festivals are off your radar this year?
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davemacfrombath wrote:I certainly do...

Off to Glasto, though we've decided to wimp out if the weather's really shite. Also going to Glade festival at end of July. I see Bloom's moved to Cheltenham. Presumably festivals are off your radar this year?
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A friend of mine stepped into a hotel lift the other day and accidentally elbowed a woman in the breast. She looked a little put out so he said., 'If your heart is as soft as your breast, then you'll forgive me'.

To which the woman replied, 'and if your cock is as hard as your elbow, I'm in room 342'...
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The Motto of the French Navy is...

"To the Water,
It is the Hour."

In French it is...

"A l'eau,
C'est l'heure".
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It's a little known fact that John Rolfe actually bought Pocahontas from her father. There were three maidens on the auction block that day, each one sitting on an animal skin. One was on a deerskin, a second on a buffalo skin, and Pocahontas on a much prized hippotamous skin that had been brought from Africa.

The chief explained that the first two maidens would cost 6 rifles each; but that Pocahontas would cost 12 rifles.

When Rolfe asked why the difference the chief explained:

Everyone knows, the squaw on the hippopotamous is equal to the sum of the squaws on the other two hides.
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A guy named Roger is attracted to a woman named Elaine. He asks her out to a movie; she accepts. They have a pretty good time. A few nights later, he asks her out to dinner, and again they enjoy themselves. They continue to see each other regularly, and after a while neither one of them is seeing anybody else.

And then, one evening when they're driving home, a thought occurs to Elaine and, without really thinking, she says it aloud: "Do you realize that, as of tonight, we've been seeing each other for exactly six months?"

And then there is silence in the car. To Elaine, it seems like a very loud silence. She thinks to herself: Gosh, I wonder if it bothers him that I said that. Maybe he's been feeling confined by our relationship. Maybe he thinks I'm trying to push him into some kind of obligation that he doesn't want, or isn't sure of.

And Roger is thinking: Wow, six months.

And Elaine is thinking: But hey, I'm not so sure I want this kind of relationship either. Sometimes I wish I had a little more space, so I'd have time to think about whether I really want us to keep going the way we are, moving steadily toward.... I mean, where are we going? Are we just going to keep seeing each other at this level of intimacy? Are we heading toward marriage? Toward children? Toward a lifetime together? Am I ready for that level of commitment? Do I really even know this person?

And Roger is thinking: So that means it was ... let's see ... February when we started going out, which was right after I had the car at the dealer's, which means ... lemme check the odometer ... Whoa! I am way overdue for an oil change here!

And Elaine is thinking: He's upset. I can see it on his face. Maybe I'm reading this completely wrong. Maybe he wants more from our relationship, more intimacy, more commitment. Maybe he has sensed - even before I sensed it - that I was feeling some reservations. Yes, I bet that's it. That's why he's so reluctant to say anything about his own feelings. He's afraid of being rejected.

And Roger is thinking: And I'm gonna have them look at the transmission again. I don't care what those morons say, it's still not shifting right. And they'd better not try to blame it on the cold weather this time. What cold weather? It's 87 degrees out, and this thing is shifting like a crummy garbage truck, and I paid those incompetent thieves $600!

And Elaine is thinking: He's angry. And I don't blame him. I'd be angry, too. Oh, I feel so guilty, putting him through this, but I can't help the way I feel. I'm just not sure.

And Roger is thinking: They'll probably say it's only a 90-day warranty. That's exactly what they're gonna say, the scumballs!

And Elaine is thinking: Maybe I'm just too idealistic, waiting for a knight to come riding up on his white horse, when I'm sitting right next to a perfectly good person, a person I enjoy being with, a person I truly do care about, a person who seems to care about me, a person who is in pain because of my self-centered, schoolgirl, romantic fantasy.

And Roger is thinking: Warranty? They want a warranty? I'll give them a warranty! I'll take their warranty and stick it....

"Roger," Elaine says aloud.

"What?" says Roger, startled.

"Please don't torture yourself like this," she says, her eyes beginning to brim with tears. "Maybe I should never have said ... Oh, I feel so...." She breaks down sobbing.

"What?" says Roger.

"I'm such a fool," Elaine sobs. "I mean, I know there's no knight; I really know that. It's silly. There's no knight and there's no horse."

"There's no horse?" says Roger.

"You think I'm a fool, don't you?" Elaine asks.

"No!" says Roger. He's glad he finally knows the correct answer.

"It's just that ... that ... I need some more time," Elaine says.

There is a long pause while Roger, thinking as fast as he can, tries to come up with a safe response. Finally, he comes up with one that he thinks might work.

"Yes," he says.

Elaine, deeply moved, touches his hand. "Oh Roger, do you really feel that way?" she asks.

"What way?" asks Roger.

"That way, about time," says Elaine.

"Oh," says Roger. "Yes."

Elaine turns to face him and gazes deeply into his eyes, causing him to become very nervous about what she might say next, especially if it involves a horse. At last she speaks.

"Thank you, Roger," she says.

"Thank you," says Roger.

Then he takes her home, and she lies on her bed, a conflicted, tortured soul, and weeps until dawn. Roger, in the meantime, gets back to his place, opens a bag of Doritos, turns on the TV, and immediately becomes deeply involved in a rerun of a tennis match between two Czechoslovakians he never heard of. A tiny voice in the far recesses of his mind tells him that something major was going on back there in the car, but he is pretty sure that there is no way he would ever understand what, and so he figures it's better if he doesn't think about it. (This is also Roger's policy regarding world hunger.)

The next day, Elaine will call her closest friend, or perhaps two of them, and they will talk about this situation for six straight hours. In painstaking detail, they will analyze everything she said and everything he said, going over it time and time again, exploring every word, expression, and gesture for nuances of meaning, considering every possible ramification. They will continue to discuss this subject, off and on, for weeks, maybe months, never reaching any definite conclusions, but never getting bored with it, either.

Meanwhile, Roger, while playing squash one day with Elaine's brother, will pause just before serving, frown, and say: "Bill, did Elaine ever own a horse?"
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That's exactly why i don't understand men...
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