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No Parking Zone! => Off Topic, Off Colour, and non-motorcycle related => Topic started by: doggy & Nola on February 08, 2013, 09:04:47 PM
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The Drover
A drover, who just moved to Queensland from Victoria ,
Walks into a bar and orders three glasses of XXXX.
He sits in the back of the room,
Drinking a sip out of each one in turn.
When he finishes them,
He comes back to the bar and orders three more.
The bartender approaches and tells the drover,
"You know, a glass goes flat after I draw it.
It would taste better if you bought one at a time."
The cattleman replies, "Well, you see, I have two brothers.
One's in 'Tassie' , the other one's a 'sandgroper'.
When we all left our home in Echuca' ,
We promised that we'd drink this way
To remember the days when we drank together.
So I'm drinking one beer for each of my brothers
And one for myself."
The bartender admits that this is a nice custom,
And leaves it there.
The drover becomes a regular in the bar,
And always drinks the same way.
He orders three mugs and drinks them in turn.
One day, he comes in and only orders two mugs.
All the regulars take notice and fall silent.
When he comes back to the bar for the second round,
The bartender says, "I don't want to intrude on your grief,
But I wanted to offer my condolences on your loss."
The drover looks quite puzzled for a moment,
Then a light dawns in his eyes and he laughs.
"Oh, no, everybody's just fine," he explains,
"It's just that my wife and I joined the Salvation Army
And I had to quit drinking."
"Hasn't affected my brothers though
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:rofl
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:beer :beer :beer
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:crackup :rofl Nice one - can't have too many drinking jokes:
Two fishermen were adrift in their rented boat due to an engine failure. While rummaging through the boat's provisions, one of the men stumbled across an old lamp. Secretly hoping that a genie would appear, he rubbed the lamp vigorously. To the amazement of the castaways, a genie came forth. This particular genie, however, stated that he could only deliver one wish, not the standard three.
Without giving much thought to the matter the man blurted out,
"Make the entire ocean into beer!"
The genie clapped his hands with a deafening crash, and immediately the entire sea turned into the finest brew ever sampled by mortals.
Simultaneously, the genie vanished. Only the gentle lapping of beer on the hull broke the stillness as the men considered their circumstances.
One man looked disgustedly at the other whose wish had been granted. After a long, tension filled moment, he spoke:
"Nice going idiot! Now we're going to have to piss in the boat!"