Minkähän takia Suomessa on turkulaisia, eikä kameleita?
- Koska arabit saivat valita ensin
- Koska arabit saivat valita ensin
Miksi pariisilaiset syövät ravintoloissa etanoita?
- He eivät tykkää pikaruosta!
- He eivät tykkää pikaruosta!
Nimimerkki: Risto-Juhani
Minä en ole ikinä ymmärtänyt, miksi käki munii munansa toisten lintujen pesiin, Petteri ihmetteli ystävälleen.
Nii-in. Miksei se muni niitä omaan kelloonsa? ystävä yhtyi ihmettelyyn.
Nii-in. Miksei se muni niitä omaan kelloonsa? ystävä yhtyi ihmettelyyn.
Nimimerkki: Risto-Juhani
Tiesitkö, että Nooaa epäiltiin aikoinaan ruorijuomuksesta?
- Millä perusteella?
- Hänen arkistaan löytyi kaksi mäyräkoiraa!
- Millä perusteella?
- Hänen arkistaan löytyi kaksi mäyräkoiraa!
Nimimerkki: Risto-Juhani
Mitä sanot blondille, joka ei anna?
- Ota toinen olut.
- Ota toinen olut.
Mitä Pikachu sanoi Gastlylle Lavender Townissa?
- Get a Life!
- Get a Life!
Montako tilastotieteilijää tarvitaan vaihtamaan hehkulamppu?
- Viisi, virhemarginaali +- kymmenen.
- Viisi, virhemarginaali +- kymmenen.
Mies konttasi ravintolan lattialla. Tarjoilija riensi paikalle ja kysyi että onko jokin hätänä.
Mies sanoi etsivänsä pientä harmaata palloa, johon tarjoilija ehdotti, että hän voisi auttaa löytämään sen.
Mies vastasi: Ei tarvitse, voin kaivaa nenästäni uuden.
Mies sanoi etsivänsä pientä harmaata palloa, johon tarjoilija ehdotti, että hän voisi auttaa löytämään sen.
Mies vastasi: Ei tarvitse, voin kaivaa nenästäni uuden.
Tiedätkö, mitä vihaan eniten?
Retorisia kysymyksiä?
Retorisia kysymyksiä?
Nainen on siis menossa naimisiin, mutta hänellä on ongelma, koska hän kertoi sulhaselleen olevansa neitsyt, vaikka itse asiassa hän ei ole.
Joten hänen ystävänsä keksivät näppärän idean: hanki iso pihvi, työnnä se tiukasti 'sinne' niin kaikki on hyvin.
Hän tekee niin ja Häät onnistuvat täydellisesti.
Mutta seuraavana aamuna morsian löytää sulhaselta viestin:
"Kiitos eilisestä kokemuksesta, mutta en usko, että tämä toimii meidän välillämme."
"P.S. Emättimesi on pesualtaassa!"
Lähde: Löysin netistä
A woman decides to have a facelift for her 50th birthday. She spends $15,000 and looks sensational.
On her way home, she stops at a newsstand to buy a newspaper. Before leaving, she says to the clerk: "I hope you don't mind my asking, but how old do you think I am?"
"About 32." is the reply.
"Nope! I'm exactly 50.", the woman says happily.
A little while later she goes into McDonald's and asks the counter girl the very same question.
The girl replies: "I'd guess about 29."
The woman replies with a big smile: "Nope, I'm 50."
Now she's feeling really good about herself. She stops at a candy shop on her way down the street.
She goes up to the counter to get some mints and asks the assistant the same burning question.
The clerk responds: "Oh, I'd say 30."
Again she proudly responds: "I'm 50, but thank you!"
While waiting for the bus to go home, she asks an old man waiting next to her the same question.
He replies, "Lady, I'm 78 and my eyesight is going. Although, when I was young there was a sure-fire way to tell how old a woman was.
It sounds very forward, but it requires you to let me put my hands under your bra. Then, and only then I can tell you EXACTLY how old you are."
They wait in silence on the empty street until her curiosity gets the better of her. She finally blurts out: "What the hell, go ahead."
He slips both of his hands under her blouse and begins to feel around very slowly and carefully. He bounces and weighs each breast.
After a couple of minutes of this, she says: "Okay, okay.....How old am I?"
He completes one last squeeze of her breasts, removes his hands, and says: "Madam, you are 50."
Stunned and amazed, the woman says: "That was incredible, how could you tell?"
"I was behind you at McDonald's.", he says.
On her way home, she stops at a newsstand to buy a newspaper. Before leaving, she says to the clerk: "I hope you don't mind my asking, but how old do you think I am?"
"About 32." is the reply.
"Nope! I'm exactly 50.", the woman says happily.
A little while later she goes into McDonald's and asks the counter girl the very same question.
The girl replies: "I'd guess about 29."
The woman replies with a big smile: "Nope, I'm 50."
Now she's feeling really good about herself. She stops at a candy shop on her way down the street.
She goes up to the counter to get some mints and asks the assistant the same burning question.
The clerk responds: "Oh, I'd say 30."
Again she proudly responds: "I'm 50, but thank you!"
While waiting for the bus to go home, she asks an old man waiting next to her the same question.
He replies, "Lady, I'm 78 and my eyesight is going. Although, when I was young there was a sure-fire way to tell how old a woman was.
It sounds very forward, but it requires you to let me put my hands under your bra. Then, and only then I can tell you EXACTLY how old you are."
They wait in silence on the empty street until her curiosity gets the better of her. She finally blurts out: "What the hell, go ahead."
He slips both of his hands under her blouse and begins to feel around very slowly and carefully. He bounces and weighs each breast.
After a couple of minutes of this, she says: "Okay, okay.....How old am I?"
He completes one last squeeze of her breasts, removes his hands, and says: "Madam, you are 50."
Stunned and amazed, the woman says: "That was incredible, how could you tell?"
"I was behind you at McDonald's.", he says.