It,s the way you tell em

Snail was at the bar when a customer threw him out through a window....
Two weeks later the snail got back to the bar...customer was back in same place...So snail said..What did you do that for ???? xxxx :ohmy: :lol:

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I was told that I had Double Vision....I said...I Know,I Know xxxx

I got into work at the crack of Dawn.....Im not putting the punch line here xxxx :ohmy:


She told me her nickname was Princess........I asked...Is that because you smell like Salmon ??? :whistle:


She said....I havent come her to be insulted.....I said....Where do you usualy go then ??? xxxx :ohmy:


I sat in the Hairdressers chair and said...Take an uneven amount off the sides....cut the fringe like a ragged carpet and leave the back looking like a moth eaten old donkey....Barber said....I cant cut it like that.....I said.......Why not,you did last time I was in xxxx :lol: :ohmy:

mrs Jones ran a bed and breakfast establishment on the
south shore of Blackpool
Late one evening Mr,wall arrived for his weeks hoilday.
The landlady greeted him and apologised as the kitchen
staff had finished for the evening but she offered a
sandwich or somthing. Mr wall asked for a couple of
tins of beans and some toast. He finished them off and went out for a few beers and a show.
The following morning, Mr wall sleept in and breakfast was over by the time he rose so asked the landlady if he could have three tins of beans and some toast to see him through untill lunch time. He finished his beans and left to explore the seafront.
Around 12,30 there was a knock at Mrs Jones door and she opened it to a burly police sergeant.
Hello,Hello, Hello,\" he said, \"is this one of your keys\", \"Why yes its Mr Walls key\" she replied,\" Well in that case I have some bad news for you,
We'v just pulled his body from the sea, it appears that he commited suicide\".
\"Oh no he couldn't have\" she responded
\"He was full of beans when he left here this morning.\"

ducky wrote:

mrs Jones ran a bed and breakfast establishment on the
south shore of Blackpool
Late one evening Mr,wall arrived for his weeks hoilday.
The landlady greeted him and apologised as the kitchen
staff had finished for the evening but she offered a
sandwich or somthing. Mr wall asked for a couple of
tins of beans and some toast. He finished them off and went out for a few beers and a show.
The following morning, Mr wall sleept in and breakfast was over by the time he rose so asked the landlady if he could have three tins of beans and some toast to see him through untill lunch time. He finished his beans and left to explore the seafront.
Around 12,30 there was a knock at Mrs Jones door and she opened it to a burly police sergeant.
Hello,Hello, Hello,\" he said, \"is this one of your keys\", \"Why yes its Mr Walls key\" she replied,\" Well in that case I have some bad news for you,
We'v just pulled his body from the sea, it appears that he commited suicide\".
\"Oh no he couldn't have\" she responded
\"He was full of beans when he left here this morning.\"

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