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Bestiality
An Englishman stops of at a country pub in Wales for a quick pint. A group of Taffs sitting at a table start to nudge each other and one says, "Ees going to buy us all a round."
Just as the guy is downing his pint, one of the Taffs comes up beside him and says, "You're not from these parts, are you?" -"No, I'm from London." "What's you be doing here then?" "I'm a taxidermist." -"Oh, come here in your taxi have you?" "No. I'm a taxidermist; I stuff animals." -"Eh?" "I stuff animals. Right now I'm looking for a sheep to stuff." The Taff turns to his mates and calls out, "I'm buying HIM a drink. He's one of us." (For the benefit of the guys in the US, the Welsh are all sheepshaggers). |
And after we've shagged them, we sell them to the English for their Sunday Lunch...
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That's one of the reasons I came to live in France.
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You guys are too funny!
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We don't discriminate - we shag all of the lamb exported to France as well, so you never know - there may be a little atom of me floating around in your gut somewhere...
We're currently gearing up for exports to China, so most of us are having to work double shifts. |
Oy, you guys, stop putting me off of my favourite Sunday Roast. LOL
Next thing you'll be telling me how the make 'real Yorkshire Puds' up there. Mind you, I've always wondered about why they are sometimes a little lumpy. |
Is it my computer or what, I'm having trouble posting more than one line?
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