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Topic: Bad Jokes!
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Bob Maar
(Maar stands for Maartini)

Posts: 28608
From: New York City & Newport, RI
Registered: Feb 2001
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posted 04-17-2003 08:18 AM
Rated XX
A man went to one of those official government buildings to get a driver's license. After waiting in lines all day,he became rather peeved when he finally got to a clerk.
"I need a Fuckin' license," the man mumbled.
"I'm sorry, I didn't hear you," the clerk said, "did you say you needed a hunting license?"
"No," said the man, "I just need an ordinary Fucking license."
"Oh," said the clerk, "you mean you need a license to Fuck."
The man was astonished for a moment, and finally asked "Is there really such a thing?"
"Of course there is," said the clerk, "It used to be called a marriage license, but the politically-correct term now is 'a license to Fuck.'"
The man was quite surprised to hear this,and forgetting his odyssey in search of a driver's license,he decided that he would never believe that there was such a thing as a license to Fuck, unless he saw it for himself.
"Well, yes, that's what I want," he told the clerk, "I want to get a license to Fuck. Where do I go to get it?"
"Go down this corridor and into the second room on the right," said the clerk.
So the man followed the instructions and went into a large room with many people, most of whom were police officers,waiting in a long line. For a while he unsuccessfully looked around for a sign that would satisfy his curiosity about the license to Fuck, and he began to think that the clerk was joking, but then he realized how absurd that thought was.He knew he could never be satisfied unless he found out whether there really was such a license,so he timidly approached a rather pleasant-looking police officer at the end of the line,and asked, "Excuse me, sir, but is this the line for the license to Fuck?"
"No," said the officer, "that line is over there.This here is the line for the license to kill."
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Bob Maar
(Maar stands for Maartini)

Posts: 28608
From: New York City & Newport, RI
Registered: Feb 2001
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posted 06-17-2003 11:58 AM
Rated G
R. Boles was an amazing man. Every day, he would climb a palm tree and fly it to work. Word got to the military about the abilities of this man. They brought him to the base to see if the rumors were true and if his abilities might be used. The man was worried because he could see no palm trees. But nobody would listen. They told him, "Trees is trees, right?"
Anyway, they brought him to the general, who wanted him to demonstrate what he could do. He said, "But sir, this is an elm tree."
But the general snarled back, "Trees is trees, right? Now get in that tree, and fly."
The man climbed the tree and tried to fly it. He tried and tried again, but the tree wooden even budge. The general got impatient. "What's the matter, son? Can't you fly trees?"
"Sir, that's what I've been trying to tell everyone. I'm a palm pilot!"
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