A man wants to introduce his nephew to the game of sex. The young man is worried that he might not do it right so his uncle comes up with a plan. The young man will get a hooker, wine her and dine her, then take her back to his apartment for a night of pleasure. The uncle will be in the bedroom closet so if the boy has a problem, he can shout it out, and from the closet will come the answer about what to do. That night everything is going according to the plan. When they get back to the apartment the hooker gets into bed while the young man goes to the bathroom to put on a condom. The hooker suddenly gets a cramp and must go to the bathroom now! She feels around the bed and grabs an empty shoe box and takes a big dump in it. Now here comes the young man walking in the dark room. He steps in the shoe box and shouts out, Theres sh*t in the box, theres sh*t in the box . From the closet comes the reply, Then roll her over!
Top Ten Questions on the Spice Girls Application
10. Can you read?
9. Are you allergic to spandex?
8. Are you comfortable with the name Replacement Spice?
7. Would you be willing to go on a lame reunion tour in about four years?
6. Do you have another job lined up when we fire your ass?
5. Were you dumb enough to spend $9 on a ticket for the Spice Girls movie?
4. Oh, and by the way, can you, like, sing or anything?
3. Have you ever taken the SATs?
2. Can you spell SATs?
1. Ever kill a guy?
Kid 1: Hear about the stick-up on the bridge?
Kid 2: No.
Kid 1: Who threw it up there?
Save the Save the Whale Foundation.
How do u make a blonde crazy ?
Put her in a circle room and tell her to p in a corner.
You stay up all night coding only to realize that you havent had any caffine in about 6 hours.
You start listening to music and see it properly indented in your head.
You think the cleaning lady is sining in tune.
You wonder why on earth anyone would make a programming language conform to such absolutely bizare rules of grammer but in a strange way it actually begins to make sense.
You start dreaming in recursion (if you have any time to dream).
You realize not only is it day but your project is due in 2 hours, which isnt enough time to even begin running it.
You start customizing your environment because you want it just right (and because further work on the program is futile).
You wonder when the invasion will begin.
You understand #8.
You write a list like this.
You start getting lost in the control syntax (i.e. () {} [] or other meaningless symbols that the high and mighty compiler programmers force down upon us its represion man fight back!).
You dream in 3-D ray traced graphics.
You fail to understand what life would be like without caffine.
You have a gif of your signifigant other and see that more then them.
You become mesmerized by Xeyes (look theyre following me).
You think some comments on this list are funny.
You start signing your name in octal (or binary) just cuz.
You know how to get 2lg(lg(N)) in a guess my number game.
You know more programming commands than actual words.
You realize that you have reached the end, and there is no closing command.
As a senior citizen was driving down the freeway, his car phone rang.
Answering, he heard his wifes voice urgently warning him, Herman, I just heard on the news that theres a car going the wrong way on
280. Please be careful!
Hell, said Herman, Its not just one car. Its hundreds of them!
One of the Council of the Twelve runs breathlessly into the Presidents
office one day. The President looks up and says, Brother, what is so
important that you ran all the way here, losing your breath?
The Council member finally regains his breath, and says, The Savior is
in the lobby!
The President immediate starts for the door, saying, It has come! The
prophecies are fulfilled! We are all about to be uplifted!
The Council member says, Wait! You didnt let me finish! Shes
black, and SHE IS PISSED!
Why are blonde jokes so short?
So brunettes can understand them.
This married couple was on holiday in Pakistan. They were touring around the marketplace looking at the goods and such, when they passed this small sandal shop. From inside they heard a gentleman with a Pakistani accent say, You, foreigners! Come in. Come into my humble shop. So the married couple walked in. The Pakistani man said to them, I have some special sandals I think youd be interested in. They make you wild at sex like a great desert camel.
Well, the wife was really interested in buying the sandals after what the man had claimed, but her husband felt he really didnt need them, being the sex god he was.
The husband asked the man, How could sandals make you into a sex freak? The Pakistani man replied, Just try them on.
Well, the husband, after much badgering from his wife, finally conceded to try them on. As soon as he slipped them onto his feet, he got this wild look in his eyes; something his wife hadnt seen in many years— raw sexual power. In a blink of an eye, the husband rushed the Pakistani man, threw him on a table and started tearing at the guys pants. All the time the Pakistani man was screaming, YOU HAVE THEM ON THE WRONG FEET!.