How much are you giving?

A driver was stuck in a traffic jam on the road.

Suddenly, a man knocks on the window.

The driver rolls down the window and asks, “What’s going on?”

“Terrorists have kidnapped a bus load of politicians, and *they’re asking for a $100 million dollar ransom.*

“Otherwise, they’re going to douse them all in petrol and set them on fire. We’re going from car to car, collecting donations”.

“How much is everyone giving, on an average?” the driver asks…

The man replies, *”Roughly 2 litres.”

(Author Unknown)

This Student failed his Exam

(This student failed his exam.)

Is it logical? Let’s look at his answers and determine it for ourselves..



























(Author Unknown)


Men organising a BBQ on Whatsapp…..

* Man 1: * Hey guys, when are we going to have a bbq?

* Man 2: * Thursday at 8 pm at the “Man 9” house

* Man 1: * Okay, what do we take?

* Man 9: * I buy the meat and drinks, then we split.

* Man 5: * Ok

* Man 1: * Ok

* Man 3: * Ok

* Man 2: * Ok

* Man 4: * Ok

* Man 6: * Ok

* Man 7: * Ok

* Man 8: * Ok

* Man 10: * Ok

* Man 11: * Ok

* Man 12: * Ok

* Man 13: * Ok

* Man 14: * Ok

* Man 15: * Ok


WOMEN organizing BBQ on WhatsApp

* Woman 1: * Hi guys, when are we going to meet and have a bbq?

* Woman 2: * Thursday at 8 pm?

* Woman 3: * Where?

* Woman 2: * I don’t know

* Woman 4: * Where girls?

* Woman 4: * If you want you can come to Mom’s house

* Woman 2: * Wouldn’t it be better to go to a restaurant?

* Woman 5: * No, in a house it’s better, so we don’t spend so much and we have more time

* Woman 2: * Ok by me

* Woman 3: * Ok

* Woman 5: * Ok

* Woman 4: * Ok

* Woman 6: * Okay what? Restaurant or home?

* Woman 2: * House

* Woman 7: * Restaurant

* Woman 2: * Let’s go to Woman 4’s house then

* Woman 3: * Okay, what do we take?

* Woman 8: * Does anyone know how to bbq?

* Woman 2: * I’m excited 👏🏻👏🏻

* Woman 6: * What will we buy?

* Woman 2: * Let’s make a list

* Woman 8: * Ok

* Woman 4: * A little meat and salad, what do you think?

* Woman 5: * Well I’m on a diet so I’m going to eat only lettuce and tomatoes

* Woman 2: * Okay, then?

* Woman 1: * I’ll make a list and each one says what they can bring

* Woman 2: * Greek salad

* Woman 3: * Quinoa

* Woman 4: * Sausage and potatoes

* Woman 5: * Lettuce, tomato and some vegetables for another salad

* Woman 1: * Okay, how much?

* Woman 6: * I don’t know

* Woman 2: * 5 sausages?

* Woman 2: * Who eats sausage?

* Woman 2: * I don’t

* Woman 5: * I don’t

* Woman 7: * I don’t

* Woman 3: * I don’t

* Woman 4: * I don’t

* Woman 8: * I don’t

* Woman 1: * Okay, I won’t buy sausage then

* Woman 2: * But you, Woman 4, why did you say you were going to buy sausage if you don’t eat it?

* Woman 4: * Because I had put myself in the shoes of someone who eats sausage

* Woman 1: * Ok, no sausage then

* Woman 1: * Sosaties and steak, 1 kilo and 1 kilo, okay?

* Woman 7: * It seems little

* Woman 1: * How much then?

* Woman 2: * I don’t know

* Woman 2: * Girls? What do you think?

* Woman 8: * I think it’s half a kilo per person

* Woman 4: * How many are we?

* Woman 1: * I don’t know. Girls, confirm who’s going

* Woman 2: * I will

* Woman 3: * I will

* Woman 5: * I will

* Woman 6: * I will

* Woman 7: * I will

* Woman 8: * I will

* Woman 9: * I will

* Woman 10: * I will

* Woman 11: * I will

* Woman 4: * When is it?

* Woman 2: * Thursday?

* Woman 4: * I can’t, I have a doctor’s appt

* Woman 2: * What bad luck, we dpn’t have a venue for the braai then?

* Woman 4: * Sorry girls, the reminder for this appointment just rang

* Woman 1: * What other house is available?

* Woman 8: * How many are we?

* Woman 2: * 10

* Woman 3: * It doesn’t fit in my house

* Woman 5: * Not mine either

* Woman 6: * Not mine either

* Woman 7: * Much less in mine

* Woman 8: * Not mine either

* Woman 9: * Not mine either

* Woman 10: * In mine it may… but I need chairs, can someone bring?

* Woman 2: * Woman 11 has a chair rental shop, she can take

* Woman 5: * But she doesn’t answer, she must be working

* Woman 9: * I don’t eat sausage

* Woman 2: * We still need to find a venue

* Woman 12: * Sorry girls, I just got on the phone, what happened?

* Woman 2: * We are still looking for a venue

* Woman 12: * Come to my house, no stress

* Woman 2: * Ok, excellent

* Woman 12: * Wait … what day?

* Woman 2: * Thursday at 8 pm

* Woman 12: * Huummmmm that complicates things … can it be on Wednesday?

* Woman 2: * Fine by me

* Woman 2: * Same time?

* Woman 2: * Yes?

* Woman 3: * I will

* Woman 4: * I will

* Woman 5: * I have to take Gabi to her grandmother’s house, but I can go later after she falls asleep

* Woman 8: * Okay.

* Woman 9: * I will

* Woman 6: * I will

* Woman 7: * I will

* Woman 11: * I will

* Woman 2: * Done, Wednesday at the home of Woman 12.

* Woman 3: * Yes

* Woman 1: * Girls, coming back to the braai.. do I buy half a kilo per person?

* Woman 8: * Yes

* Woman 1: * Ok, so I’ll ask Pieter to buy

* Woman 2: * Ok… and what will we do about drinks?

* Woman 3: * Each one takes whatever they drink and that’s it

* Woman 9: * I can’t because I go straight from work

* Woman 6: * Well, Woman 1 better buy everything and split up later

* Woman 1: * Girls, I can’t buy everything, does anyone give me a hand?

* Woman 6: * I’ll help, what do you drink girls?

* Woman 2: * Coke Zero

* Woman 4: * Water

* Woman 5: * Natural juice

* Woman 6: * Sparkling water

* Woman 9: * Aloe water

* Woman 3: * Girls, can we buy Peach Iced tea?

* Woman 8: * Let’s go to a restaurant girls,that’s less effort

* Woman 2: * I think so too

* Woman 4: * Me too

* Woman 6: * Me too

* Woman 7: * Me too

* Woman 9: * Me too

* Woman 11: * Me too

* Woman 12: * Me too

* Woman 1: * Ahhh no girls, I already sent Pieter to buy everything, we have to bbq

* Woman 2: * Uhh crap…

* Woman 4: * I want water, but it has to be Bonaqua that has less sodium, so I don’t get bloated

* Woman 1: * Girls, can we organize please ?????

* Woman 2: * Ok

* Woman 6: * Ok

* Woman 4: * Ok

* Woman 9: * Ok

* Woman 5: * Ok

* Woman 8: * Ok

* Woman 11: * I don’t eat sausage either

* Woman 5: * (sending a chain) Girls… please share… The dog is called BOB… he got lost yesterday near the station, if everyone works together we can find him and get him bacl to his owners… They must be worried sick!

* Woman 6: * Yes, poor BOB

* Woman 9: * BOB is beautiful!! What breed is he?

* Woman 5: * I don’t know … got this on my yoga group

* Woman 2: * But do you know the owners?

* Woman 5: * No, but I felt sorry for BOB

* Woman 1: * Pieter called me from the butcher shop saying they don’t have steak, what else should we get?

* Woman 2: * I prefer chorizo steak

* Woman 4: * Me too

* Woman 1: * Girls, we can decide right away because Pieter is going to kill me, he’s at the butcher shop waiting for us to decide

* Woman 6: * I think it is unfair to always be like this, we are always the same ones that organize everything and nobody else is moved to do anything

* Woman 10: * Hi girls, I just woke up and I have 369 messages in our group, what happened??

* Woman 3: * I’ll tell you………….

(Author Unknown)


A Tourist walked into a

Chinese curio shop in San Francisco. While looking around at

the exotic merchandise, he noticed a very lifelike,

life-sized, bronze statue of a rat. It had no price tag, but was so incredibly striking the tourist decided he must have it. He took it to the old shop owner and asked, “How much for the bronze rat?” Ahhh, you have chosen

wisely! It is $12 for the rat and $100 for the story,”

said the wise old chinaman.

The tourist quickly pulled out twelve dollars. “I’ll just take the rat, you can keep the story”.

As he walked down the street

carrying his bronze rat, the tourist noticed that a few real rats had crawled out of the alleys and sewers and had begun following him down the street. This was a bit disconcerting so he began walking faster.

A couple blocks later he looked behind him and saw to his horror the herd of rats behind him had grown to hundreds, and they began squealing.

Sweating now, the tourist began to trot toward San Francisco Bay.

Again, after a couple blocks, he looked around only to discover that the rats now numbered in the MILLIONS, and were squealing and coming toward him faster and faster!

Terrified, he ran to the edge

of the Bay and threw the bronze rat as far as he could into the Bay.

Amazingly, the millions of rats all jumped into the Bay after the bronze rat and were all drowned.

The man walked back to the

curio shop in Chinatown.

Ahhh,” said the owner, “You come back for story?”

No sir,” said the man,

I came back to see if

you have a bronze Umno member”.

Every time it Rains

Every time it rains,

I imagine

cuddling you in my arms ,

and smell your hair..

The trickles,

reminds me of the seconds

on the face of

a clock,

and how much we have wasted

over trivial matters..

when we could use them

for love..

I have never forgotten

to love you

Even when it rains

Every time it rains

Let it stream down your heart

and gutter into a pool

Filled with love

In my heart

Let it striate the fog

off our windows

And remove the gale from our eyes

Each time it rains

Every time it rains..

-Kris Lee 2020.

Will not Live to see That Day

Three old men went to see God.

The 1st old man an American, asked God when will his country come out of recession.

“100 years,” God said.

The American started crying. “I will not live to see that day”

2nd man a Russian, asked God “When will my country become prosperous?”

50 years, came the reply.

The Russian too started crying. “I will not live to see that day.”

Finally third man, a MALAYSIAN asked God,”when will my country become corruption free?”

God started crying. I will not live to see that day.

(Author Unknown)

Tiandihui in Malaya

The triads were very much the make-up of overseas Chinese in Malaya back in the 1800s, with 7 out of 10 persons either belonging to one brotherhood or the other, depending on which side bullies them. It is an olden day form of a trade union, and it propagated mutual aid and a sense of security to individuals indeed, if one works in the mining field. And a strong cluster cannot be overstated in the wake of problems encountered in a land alien to them. Every member undergoes induction rites and their rituals took on the version of their Chinese counterpart, the ‘Tiandihui’ , otherwise known as the ‘Heaven Earth Sect’ – a Ming loyalists secret society that originates to resist the invasion of Manchus during the Qing Dynasty.

In Malaya, their sworn brotherhood and protectionist policy instinctively appeals to many, especially when succumbed to duress or bully. Their brotherhood ensures peace, and a stable income for all. And so it was, that the British had a hard time flushing them out that gradually, a triad member named Yap Ah Loy had to be deployed to mediate and ensure peace on behalf of their rule.

Gang wars was a natural occurrence then, when differences cannot be reconciled, and some went full blown, making its way into our annals of history. Every initiated member were issued weapons, many self made, the most popular being the Malay parang once used for clearing lands is now used for butchering, the trident-like spears, wooden poles, and of course, knuckle dusters (a recent find shown below) which delivers excruciating pain when a blow is received.

Gradually, the British, in dire straits and concern over their strength, devised a way to outlaw these secret societies, by encouraging them to register their societies legally, so that every member is a statistic, on the pretext of being philomantic to their cause, grouping themselves by the district that one originates, by dialect spoken, by common surname, and by the trade one belongs to. Of course many remained undercover to work their so called secret activities.

(Below: a zoomorohic shaped bronze knuckle duster)


A wife was in bed with her lover when she heard her husband’s key in the door. “Stay where you are,” she said. “He’s so drunk he won’t even notice you’re in bed with me.”

Sure enough, the husband lurched into bed none the wiser, but a few minutes later, through a drunken haze, he saw six feet sticking out at the end of the bed. He turned to his wife: “Hey, there are six feet in this bed. There should only be four. What’s going on?”

“Nonsense,” said the wife. “You’re so drunk you miscounted. Get out of bed and try again. You can see better from over there.” The husband climbed out of bed and counted. “One, two, three, four. You’re right, you know.”

(Author Unknown)


A husband and wife decided they needed to use “code” to indicate that they wanted to have sex without letting their children in on it. They decided on the word ‘Typewriter’.

One day the husband told his five year old daughter, “Go tell your mommy that daddy needs to type a letter”. The child told her mother what her dad said, and her mom responded, “Tell your daddy that he can’t type a letter right now cause there is a red ribbon in the typewriter.” The child went back to tell her father what mommy said.

A few days later the mom told the daughter, “Tell daddy that he can type that letter now.”

The child told her father, returned to her mother and announced, “Daddy said never mind with the typewriter, he already wrote the letter by hand.”

(Author Unknown)

What a Coincidence!

A farmer went to a local bar and ordered a glass of champagne.

The woman sitting next to him said, ‘How about that? I just ordered champagne too!’

‘What a coincidence’ the farmer said.

‘This is a special day for me. I’m celebrating.’

This is a special day for me too, I am also celebrating,’ said the woman.

‘What a coincidence!’ said the farmer.

As they clinked glasses he added: ‘What are you celebrating?’

‘My husband and I have been trying to have a child and today my gynaecologist told me that I am pregnant!’

‘What a coincidence!’ said the man.

‘I’m a chicken farmer and all of last year my hens were infertile, but today they are all laying eggs again.’

‘That’s great!’ said the woman, ‘How did your chickens become fertile?’

‘I used a different cock,’ he replied.

The woman smiled, clinked his glass and said ‘What a coincidence!’

(Author Unknown)

Raise the Dead

Pastor: “Now, for our healing prayers, please raise your left hand towards the direction of the altar.”

Old man: “How about the right hand pastor?”

Pastor: “Place your right hand on the part of your body that needs to be healed.


Pastor: “Sir, why are you touching your private part?”

Old man: “I just followed you command pastor!”

Pastor: “Yes I know. But this is to heal the sick. Not to raise the dead!”

(Author Unknown)

40 years of Marriage

A married couple in their early 60s are celebrating their 40th wedding anniversary in a quiet, romantic little restaurant.

Suddenly, a tiny yet beautiful fairy appeared on their table.

She said, ‘For being such an exemplary married couple and for being loving to each other for all this time, I will grant you each a wish.’

The wife answered, ‘Oh, I want to travel around the world with my darling husband.’

The fairy waved her magic wand and – poof! – two tickets for the Queen Mary II appeared in her hands.

The husband then thought for a moment:

‘Well, this is all very romantic, but an

opportunity like this will never come again. I’m

sorry my love, but my wish is to have a wife 30

years younger than me.’

The wife, and the fairy, were deeply disappointed, but a wish is a wish.!

So the fairy waved her magic wand and


(The husband became 92 years old).

(Author Unknown)

Banksy or Wanky

“There must be an assigned proprietor for a trademark to be endorsed. Whether your pseudonym is Banksy or Wanky, indeed no one knows if you are a groupie, an institution or a delusional whacko. But since you can craft your fame holding onto a mysterious identity, then, you’d surely know how to wiggle your trademark across in other ways.

If the British can glamorise Spice Girls, James Bond and Jaime Oliver, surely you are of no sweat to them. “

Etiquette versus Moral Studies

“I think moral studies and religion as a subject taught in schools should be abandoned, with social etiquette classes taking centrestage. Personal grooming, deportment, good housekeeping, mannerism and conduct will ensure decency, cleanliness and social comfort at all times. Whilst understanding customs and traditions of other races will benefit harmony better.”

– Kris Lee 2020.

Sexual Promiscuity and the Internet

“I think the internet has taken sexual promiscuity to a much higher level. The age of gigolos and mama-sans has succumbed to this almost invisible jackpot showcase that churns millions of assorted humanoids shifting through your screen like oranges falling from the sky within just a few clicks, without you making any raunchy effort to hide your ogle. It is a personal shopping experience of the most luscious level gushing across your iris and you don’t need to be at your personal best to connect.

In the midst of it all, it has also created scoundrels out of men of all shapes and sizes, colours, belief and status. Man that you thought was decent but mischievously deceptive, as they hunt for elixir outside the boundaries of their marital union, and many who hid their sexual innuendos in the pretext of scavenging for a healthy melty relationship. Surprisingly, these are the same people who wedge themselves comfortably in between genuine singles who do not lie nor deceive.

But why does the most successful decent looking husband with a loving wife and children would want to risk it all if one may ask? And successful smart woman were also being cheated everyday?

I think that nomadically, men has always been the hunter gatherer and because of that, the chase has always interest and excite them. What more the triumph and satisfaction of bringing their prized catch back home. Hence their uncontrollable fetish to hunt for flowers of the prettiest bloom.

I think ego and affirmation comes in close second, after years of being deduced from his stigmata of knighthood and gallantry, to that of a janitor and repairman by their partners.

Away from this league are those with uncontrollable urges for coitus, not like they have genuine worries of any kind, nor their egos bruised, the consequence of being side stepped by their partners expectations.

So, how women pick out these pearls from a cache full of peanuts is where relationship coaches took the first big bite out of dimwits, and the scammers who comes in a close second, happily fattening their wallets playing casanovas to these lonely hearts. For those who pays thousands of dollars for advice, still, not all are lucky. Many are still cheated by decent looking men, whilst the rest are still crowding around their personal computers.

But right now, one thing is for certain. As connectivity improves, the inbox will ring nonstop, thus, it is almost certain that women of today are getting much more adoration, admiration and attention than those living in the bygone era. It is abundance with a capital ‘A’ and no longer a ‘you dump me I have no one else to choose from’ game. Some has their ego hitting the roof that their once placid connectivity is now an oasis flustered with high quality lingeries waiting to line their wardrobes on their upcoming birthdays.

So what does this do to the world?

Well, it certainly gave the words lies, betrayal and deceit a proper place in the dictionary of discreet with lawyers busily wrangling for amicable settlements the world over. It has also become the number one avenue where women cheats. But somehow, women show more success in discreet whereas to the men, many got slapped.

And got slapped hard! “

-Kris Lee 2020.

Believe and Trust

One has to believe in a person before you can trust them. You can’t say I believe you, but I don’t trust you. Neither is it right to say that I trusted you, but I don’t believe you. That kind of statement is purely unacceptable.

Once upon a time in Victorian England

A newly commissioned, just posted cornet stands at attention in his splendid blue and gold Hussar uniform, and smartly salutes the colonel who has specially selected him to join his crack cavalry regiment.

‘At ease, dear boy’, smiles the colonel. ‘And for God’s sake, relax! We don’t stand on ceremony or spit and polish here… the troop sergeants drill the men, and we officers sleep in and have fun all day! Mondays we drink! We all head for the Mess, where we guzzle port, whiskey, champagne, wine, brandy, vodka- the lot until we’re completely blotto!’

‘Actually, Sir, I don’t drink.’

‘Ah. Well, Tuesdays, we gamble! We all head for the Mess, and play baccarat, pontoon, vingt-et-un, bridge, poker- huge stakes! Absolute fortunes have been won and lost at the turn of a card!’

‘Actually, Sir, I don’t gamble.’

‘Ah. Well… Wednesdays! You’ll love Wednesdays! We all head for the Mess, and have in a LOVELY selection of popsies! Gorgeous little tarts- all shapes, all sizes, all colours, all ages, all dressed in their frillies, and we…

‘‘Erm…Actually, Sir, I don’t like… using women in that fashion.’

‘Good God, my boy!’, says the colonel. ‘What are you, gay or something?’

‘Actually, Sir, no, I’m not.’

‘Ah’, says the colonel, shaking his head sadly. ‘ Well, in that case, you’re not going to like Thursdays much either.’

(Author Unknown)

Ceylonese Blood

A rich Arab Sheikh was admitted at a hospital in USA for a major surgery but prior to the surgery the doctors asked to store his blood in case the need arose.

As the gentleman had a rare type of blood, it couldn’t be found easily.

So the call went out to a number of countries.

Finally a Ceylonese named Singam was located who had a similar type of blood.

Singam willingly donated his blood for the Sheikh.

After the surgery, as appreciation for giving his blood the Sheikh sent Singam a new BMW, Gold, Diamonds, Lapiz Lazuli Jewellery, and a million Dirhams.

A few weeks later the Sheikh again had to go through a corrective surgery. His doctor telephoned Singam, who was more than happy to donate his blood again.

After the second surgery, the Sheikh sent Singam a thank you card . Singam was shocked to see that the Sheikh this time did not reciprocate his kind gesture as he had anticipated. He phoned the Sheikh and said ‘This time also I thought that you would give me car, jewelry and other expensive gifts, but you gave only a thank you card.

To this the Sheikh replied:

“Appu…. now I have Ceylonese blood in my veins!! What do you expect?_”

(Author Unknown)

Remove your clothes

Patel* : remove your clothes.

Wife* : Why Remove my clothes?

Patel* : Just do and come beside me on the bed.

Wife* :Okay they are off.

Patel* : Nice sweetie. What about your bra and panties? Remove them also.

Wife* : Please I am not in the mood.

Patel* : Just remove your panties and bra and stop all this your everyday “not in the mood story”!

Wife* : Okay they are off. What’s next?

Patel* : I just want you to help me count my money. Every time you help me count the money while your clothes are on, I always find shortages!!

(Author Unknown)

The Glasgow Brothel

The madam opened the brothel door in Glasgow and saw a rather dignified, well-dressed, good-looking man in his late forties.

“May I help you sir?” she asked.

“I want to see Valerie,” the man replied.

“Sir, Valerie is one of our most expensive ladies.

Perhaps you would prefer someone else”, said the madam.

“No, I must see Valerie,” he replied.

Just then, Valerie appeared and announced to the man she charges £5000 a visit.

Without hesitation, the man pulled out five thousand pounds and gave it to Valerie, and they went upstairs.

After an hour, the man calmly left.

The next night, the man appeared again, once more demanding to see Valerie.

Valerie explained that no one had ever come back two nights in a row, as she was so expensive.

There were no discounts.

The price was still £5000.

Again, the man pulled out the money, gave it to Valerie, and they went upstairs.

After an hour, he left.

The following night the man was there yet again.

Everyone was astounded that he had come for a third consecutive night, but he paid Valerie and they went upstairs.

After their session, the man asked Valerie to sign a receipt that she had received £15000.

She was astonished nevertheless signed on the receipt and said to the man, “No one has ever been with me three nights in a row and for sure this is the first time anyone has asked me to sign a receipt.

Where are you from?”

The man replied, “Edinburgh.”

“Really”, she said. “I have family in Edinburgh .”

“I know.” the man said.

”Your sister died, and I’m her solicitor.

I was instructed to deliver you £15,000 inheritance in person.”

(Author Unknown)

Present Economy of Malaysia

*Employee*: *Boss, from tomorrow, I will go home at 6 pm sharp daily.*

*Boss*: *Why, what happened ?*

*Employee*: *Sir my Salary is not sufficient for me. I want to drive grab at night. I have to support my family.*

*Boss*: Ok. Go ahead . But, if you feel hungry at night, come to Bukit Bintang.

Employee : Why Sir ?

Boss: *I sell satay there*

(Author Unknown)

Lack of Vocabulary

A Priest used to keep chickens at his church.

One Evening , one cock from his lot went missing.

So, at evening mass, he asked : “Who has a Cock?”

All MEN got up!

Priest : “No no, I mean, who has seen a cock?”

All WOMEN got up!

Priest : ” No No , I Mean , who has seen a cock that isn’t theirs?”

Half the WOMEN Got up!

Priest : “For Heavens sake , who has seen my cock?”

*All NUNS got up!”

(Author Unknown)

Toilet paper please?

A Chinaman goes shopping in a supermarket in U.S.

He sees a promotion for cat food and picks a dozen cans.

The racist white manager who thinks Asians are uncivilized gets suspicious. He thinks that this guy might not have a cat and will probably feed cat food to his kids. He asks the Chinaman to show him his cat before he would let him buy cat food.

The Chinaman goes home and returns with a cat. He is allowed to buy the cat food.

The following week the Chinaman finds dog food at special prices. He picks a dozen cans of dog food.

The manager again gets suspicious. He thinks that this guy may have a cat but he can’t be having a dog and will probably feed dog food to his kids.

He asks the Chinaman to show him the dog before he would let him buy dog food.

The Chinaman goes home and returns with a dog and he gets to buy the dog food.

The following week, the Chinaman comes to the supermarket again, this time with a plastic bag.

He asks the manager to put his hand in the bag. The manager puts his hand in the bag, feels some thing soft, wet and sticky and immediately pulls his hand out.

He shouts at the Chinaman, “What the hell… this is shit!”

The Chinaman calmly replies, “Yes, now may I buy some toilet paper please?”

(Author Unknown)

Why don’t we give it a try?

An old man is walking in Amsterdam and passes a hooker standing at her door.

She asks him: *”Hey old man, why don’t we give it a try?”*

He says: *”No girl, it is no longer possible for me.”*

Says the hooker: *”Come on, what have you to lose, we can give it a try!?”*

They both go inside. They undress and then he acts like a young man and is giving it to her 5 times in a row.

*”Oh my goodness”,* says the hooker, breathless, *”and you said that it was no longer possible for you?!”*

Says the old man: *”Oh, screwing is still going well, it’s the paying that is no longer possible!!..”

(Author Unknown)

Christian Dog

A dog died and the owner took it to a Pastor. He asked the Pastor if he could organise a funeral service for the dead animal.

Pastor : No, we can’t hold a service for your dog in our church but there is a church down the street, maybe they will do it for you.

Man : But Pastor, will that church accept a donation of $1million??

The Pastor shouted, “O Lord ! Why didn’t you tell me the dog was a Christian ?

(Author Unknown)