The waiter says, 'Sure, Chief. Coming right up.' He gets the Indian a tall mug of coffee.
The Indian drinks the coffee down in one gulp, turns and blasts the buffalo with the shotgun, causing parts of the animal to splatter everywhere and then just walks out.
The next morning the Indian returns. He has his shotgun in one hand, pulling another male buffalo with the other. He walks up to the counter and says to the waiter: 'Want coffee.'
The waiter says: 'Whoa, Tonto! We're still cleaning up your mess from yesterday. What was all that about, anyway?'
The Indian smiles and proudly says: 'Training for position in Canadian Parliament: Come in, drink coffee, shoot the bull, leave mess for others to clean up, disappear for rest of day.
***
My husband and I were watching "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire" while we were in bed.
He turned to me and said, 'Do you want to have sex?'
'No!' I answered.
He then said, 'Is that your final answer?'
'Yes!' I replied.
Then he said, 'I'd like to phone a friend.'
I'm told that's the last thing he remembers.
Have a great weekend everyone!
4 comments:
That is way too funny! Thanks for the laugh! :) By the way, your spinach is pretty good! :)
For some reason that title has me thinking of Popeye. ;-)
I think that first joke was Hagar's Guide to Good Management. Hahahahahaha.
LOL at your discussion with hubby. There'd be a role reversal if the scene were to take place in our house :P Albeit, I wouldn't have asked hubby outright.
Hahahahaha!
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