tag:fubar.com,2010:blog-211157Tue, 27 Jan 2009 07:29:24 -0800JOKES, JOKES AND MORE JOKESA fubar user blog.
email@example.com (Monkey Butter)fubartag:fubar.com,2010:BlogRSS-211157.post-961934Tue, 27 Jan 2009 07:29:24 -08002009-01-27T07:29:24-08:00Koala and LizardKoala and Lizard
A koala was sitting in a gum tree... smoking a joint
when a little lizard walked past, looked up and said,
'Hey Koala! What are you doing?'
The koala said, 'Smoking a joint, come up and have some.'
So the little lizard climbed up and sat next to the koala where they enjoyed a few joints.
After a while the little lizard said that his mouth was 'dry' and that he was going to get a drink from the river.
The little lizard was so stoned that he leaned over too far and fell into the river.
A crocodile saw this and swam over to the little lizard and helped him to the side. Then he asked the little lizard, 'What's the matter with you?'
The little lizard explained to the crocodile that he had been sitting with the koala in the tree, smoking a joint, but got too stoned and fell into the river while taking a drink.
The crocodile said that he had to check this out and walked into the rain forest, found the tree where the koala was sitting finishing a joint. The crocodile looked up and said,
So the koala looked down at him and said,
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tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogRSS-211157.post-942042Wed, 24 Dec 2008 14:04:12 -08002008-12-24T14:04:12-08:00Caution!!! Must READ!!!!!!!!!Thought y'all should read this in case you're thinking of installing an electric fence!
We have the standard 6ft. fence in the backyard, and a few months ago, I heard about burglaries increasing dramatically in the entire city.
To make sure this never happened to me, I got an electric fence and ran a single wire along the top of the fence. Actually, I got the biggest cattle charger Tractor Supply had, made for 26 miles of fence.
I then used an 8 ft. long ground round, drove 7.5 feet into the ground. The ground rod is the key, with the more you have in the ground, the better the fence works.
One day I'm mowing the back yard with my cheapo Walmart 6hp bigwheel pushmower. The hot wire is broken and laying out in the yard. I knew for a fact that I unplugged the charger. I pushed the mower around the wire and reached down to grab it, to throw it out of the way. It seems as though I hadn't
remembered to unplug it after all.
Now I'm standing there, I've got the running lawnmower in my right hand and the 1.7 gigavolt fencewire in the other hand. Keep in mind the charger is about the size of a marine battery and has a picture of an upside down cow on fire on the cover. Time stood still. The first thing I notice is my balls trying to climb up the front side of my body. My ears curled downwards and I could feel the lawnmower ignition firing in the backside of my brain.. Every time that Briggs & Stratton rolled over, I could feel the spark in my head. I was literally at one with the engine.
It seems as though the fence charger and the POS lawnmower were fighting over who would control my electrical impulses.
Science says you cannot crap, pee, and come at the same time. I beg to differ. Not only did I do all three at once, but my bowels emptied 3 different times in less than half of a second. It was a Matrix kind of bowel movement, where time is creeping along and you're all leaned back and BAM BAM BAM you just crap your pants 3 times. It seemed like there were minutes in between but in reality it was so close together it was like exhaust pulses from a big block Chevy turning 8 grand.
At this point I'm about 30 minutes (maybe 2 seconds) into holding onto the fence wire. My hand is wrapped around the wire palm down so I can't let go. I grew up on a farm so I know all about electric fences... but Dad always had those POS chargers made by International or whoever that were like 9 volts and just kinda tickled. This I could not let go of. The 8 foot long ground rod is now accepting signals from me through the permadamp Ark-La-Tex river bottom soil. At this point I'm thinking I'm going to have to just man up and take it, until the lawnmower runs out of gas.
'Damn!,' I think, as I remember I just filled the tank!
Now the lawnmower is starting to run rough. It has settled into a loping run pattern as if it had some kind of big lawnmower race cam in it. Covered in poop, pee, jizz, and with my balls on my chest I think 'Oh God, please die... pleeeeze die'. But nooooo, it settles into the rough lumpy cam idle nicely and remains there, like a big bore roller cam EFI motor waiting for the go command from its owner's right foot.
So here I am in the middle of July, 104 degrees, 80% humidity, standing in my own backyard, begging God to kill me. God did not take me that day... he left me there covered in my own fluids to writhe in the misery my own stupidity had created...
I honestly don't know how I got loose from the wire.... I woke up laying on the ground hours later. The lawnmower was beside me, out of gas. It was later on in the day and I was sunburned. There were two large dead grass spots where I had been standing, and then another long skinny dead spot were the wire had layed while I was on the ground still holding on to it. I assume I finally had a seizure and in the resulting thrashing had somehow let go of the wire. Upon waking from my electrically induced sleep I realized a few things.
1- Three of my teeth seem to have melted.
2- I now have cramps in the bottoms of my feet and my right butt cheek (not the left, just the right).
3- Poop, pee, and semen when all mixed together, do not smell as bad as you might think.
4- My left eye will not open.
5- My right eye will not close.
6- The lawnmower runs like a sumnabitch now. Seriously! I think our little session cleared out some carbon fouling or something, because it was better than new after that.
7- My balls are still smaller than average yet they are almost a foot long
8- I can turn on the TV in the gameroom by farting while thinking of the number 4 (still dont understand this?)
That day changed my life. I now have a newfound respect for things. I appreciate the little things more, and now I always triple check to make sure the fence is unplugged before I mow.
The good news, is that if a burglar does try to come over the fence, I can clearly visualize what my security system will do to him, and THAT gives me a warm and fuzzy feeling all over, which also reminds me to triple check before I email@example.com (Monkey Butter)http://fubar.com/blog/211157/942042#viewcomments
tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogRSS-211157.post-940899Mon, 22 Dec 2008 10:16:01 -08002008-12-22T10:16:01-08:00how the angle got on top of the christmas treehttp://firstname.lastname@example.org (Monkey Butter)http://fubar.com/blog/211157/940899#viewcomments
tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogRSS-211157.post-909348Sat, 01 Nov 2008 22:26:32 -07002008-11-01T22:26:32-07:00The Duck and the CondomThe Duck and the Condom
Two ducks go on their honeymoon and stay in a hotel. As they are about to make love, the male duck says, ''Oh, we haven't got any condoms. I'll ring down to room service.'' He calls and asks for some condoms.
The woman says, ''OK sir, would you like to put them on your bill?''
''No,'' he says, ''I'll email@example.com (Monkey Butter)http://fubar.com/blog/211157/909348#viewcomments
tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogRSS-211157.post-908681Fri, 31 Oct 2008 20:10:10 -07002008-10-31T20:10:10-07:00excuse me A teacher trying to teach good manners, asked her students the
> following question:
> 'Michael, if you were on a date having dinner with a nice young lady,
> how would you tell her that you have to go to the bathroom?'Michael
> said: 'Just a minute I have to go pee.' The teacher responded by
> saying: 'That would be rude and impolite. What about you Sherman, how
> would you say it?' Sherman said: 'I am sorry, but I really need to go
> to the bathroom. I'll be right back.' 'That's better, but it's still
> not very nice to say the word bathroom at the dinner table. And you,
> little Johnny, can you use your brain for once and show us your good
> manners?' Johnny said 'I would say: Darling, may I please be excused for
> a moment? I have to shake hands with a very dear friend of mine, whom I
> hope to introduce you to after dinner.'
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tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogRSS-211157.post-906307Tue, 28 Oct 2008 10:58:36 -07002008-10-28T10:58:36-07:00The Pharmacist...The Pharmacist...
A lady walked into a pharmacy and told the pharmacist that she needed some
The pharmacist said, "Why in the world do you need cyanide?"
The lady then explained she needed it to poison her husband.
The pharmacists eyes got big and he said, "Lord, have mercy -- I can't
give you cyanide to kill your husband. That's against the law!
I'll lose my license, they'll throw both of us in jail and all kinds of
bad things will happen. Absolutely not, you can NOT have any cyanide!"
The lady reached into her purse and pulled out a picture of her husband in bed
with the pharmacists wife.
The pharmacist looked at the picture and replied, "Well, now. You
didn't tell me you had a prescription.
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tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogRSS-211157.post-904355Sat, 25 Oct 2008 12:47:20 -07002008-10-25T12:47:20-07:001st blow jobA guy has been asking the prettiest girl in town for a date and finally she agrees to go out with him. He takes her to a nice restaurant and buys her a fancy dinner with expensive wine. On the way home, he pulls over to the side of the road in a secluded spot. They start necking and he's getting pretty excited. He starts to reach under her skirt and she stops him, saying she's a virgin and wants to stay that way.
"Well, okay," he says, "how about a blow job?" "Yuck!" she screams. "I'm not putting that thing in my mouth!"
He says, "Well, then, how about a hand job?" "I've never done that," she says. "What do I have to do?"
"Well," he answers, "remember when you were a kid and you used to shake up a Coke bottle and spray your brother with it?" She nods. "Well, it's just like that."
So, he pulls it out and she grabs hold of it and starts shaking it. A few seconds later, his head flops back on the headrest, his eyes close, snot starts to run out of his nose, wax blows out of his ear and he screams out in pain.
"What's wrong?!" she cries out.
"Take your thumb off the end!!"firstname.lastname@example.org (Monkey Butter)http://fubar.com/blog/211157/904355#viewcomments
tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogRSS-211157.post-902635Wed, 22 Oct 2008 22:09:51 -07002008-10-22T22:09:51-07:00sports drink
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tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogRSS-211157.post-901078Mon, 20 Oct 2008 17:09:39 -07002008-10-20T17:09:39-07:00the bossThe boss of a big company needed to call one of his employees about an urgent problem with one of the main computers. He dialed the employee's home phone number and was greeted with a child's whispered, "Hello?"
Feeling put out at the inconvenience of having to talk to a youngster the boss asked, "Is your Daddy home?"
"Yes", whispered the small voice.
"May I talk with him?" the man asked.
To the surprise of the boss, the small voice whispered, "No."
Wanting to talk with an adult, the boss asked, "Is your Mommy there?"
"Yes," came the answer.
"May I talk with her?"
Again the small voice whispered, "No."
Knowing that it was not likely that a young child would be left home alone, the boss decided he would just leave a message with the person who should be there watching over the child. "Is there any one there besides you?" the boss asked the child.
"Yes," whispered the child, "A policeman."
Wondering what a cop would be doing at his employee's home, the boss asked "May I speak with the policeman?"
"No, he's busy," whispered the child.
"Busy doing what?" asked the boss.
"Talking to Daddy and Mommy and the Fireman," came the whispered answer.
Growing concerned and even worried as he heard what sounded like a helicopter through the ear piece on the phone the boss asked, "What is that noise?"
"A hello-copper," answered the whispering voice.
"What is going on there?" asked the boss, now alarmed. In an awed whispering voice the child answered, "The search team just landed the hello-copper."
Alarmed, concerned, and more than just a little frustrated, the boss asked, "Why are they there?"
Still whispering, the young voice replied along with a muffled giggle...
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