THE PIRATE JOKE of doom.
So a man walks into a bar,
and he just happens to be a pirate with a terribly cruel and vicious hook on
his left hand that he had just received the other day. So he sits down and
orders grog. But just then, an Englishmen, an Irishman, and a Scott all
enter the bar. They each order a drink. Suddenly, three flies
simultaneously in a v pattern fly in and each one does a kamikaze dive into
one of the three European’s drinks. So the Englishman sees the fly in his
drink, and gasps in shock and horror and cries out to the bartender, “I say,
old boy, I will not drink this drink! It has a fly in it, chap!” And the
bartender, he says “Sorry punk, no refunds.” So the Englishman takes the
fly out, dumps his drink out and orders a new one. And the Irishman looks
in his drink and sees a fly. “Ah, crap, laddie,” says he with an Irish
accent, and he takes the fly out and drinks his drink. The Scott, who has
been listening to bagpipe music all the while, suddenly sees the fly in his
drink. “Ah, ye bloody bastard!” cried he in an ominous tone similar to that
found in Braveheart, “Give it back! Give it back or I’ll skin you!” So the
pirate, he laughs so hard he cries and tries to wipe the tears from his
eye. But he spears his eye out. He quickly stuffs a sock in it to stop the
bleeding and covers it with an eye-patch he just happens to find stuck under
the barroom stool to a piece of gum. He turns to his left and sees a priest
and a rabbi. The priest, he says to the rabbi, “My son, I am curious. Have
you ever partaken of ham?” And the rabbi, he says “Mazel tov! Yes I
tried it once, just out of pure curiosity. It was very good with schmeer.”
So they sit in silence for several hours, watching the strip dancers.
Suddenly, the rabbi asks the priest, “Have you ever had sex?” And the
priest, who is too drunk to know better, he says, “Yes, I have once.” And
the rabbi, he says “Such a boy! It’s better than ham, isn’t it?!?” At
which the pirate thought this was a knee slapper and chopped off his leg
with his razor-sharp hook. The pirate, thinking quickly, rips a leg off the
nearby barstool and sticks it where his leg used to be. Just then, his
attention is drawn to two Polish miners who have just walked in, since this
bar is coincidentally in a coal mine. The both walk up to the bar and order
drinks, but the bartender, he says, “Sorry, we don’t serve minors.” But
soon he becomes curious and he asks the miners, “How do you see in the
mines?” And one Polish minor, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a
book of matches. He closes the book so that one match is on the outside and
all the rest are under the cover, licks the back, and sticks it on his
forehead. Then he takes it off, closes the book entirely, licks the back,
sticks it on his forehead, and says, “Dayshift!” And the pirate, he thinks
this is so funny that he falls off his stool and is knocked unconscious.
Just then, a duck walks into the bar. He walks up to the bartender and he
says, “Hey buddy chops, you got any model STJ0709 S-Series Hippie Vans?”
And the bartender, he says, “No.” So the duck, he waddles out of the bar.
He almost gets run over by a skeleton, who rides into the bar on a horse.
The bartender, he looks at the horse a says, “Hey pal! Why the long face?”
And everyone laughs and the skeleton, he says, “Yo bartender my man, get me
a beer an’ a mop!” And everyone laughs some more. The skeleton finishes
his beer, and suddenly the rabbi dares him to cross the street. “Well,”
says the skeleton, “I just don’t have the guts.” The pirate subconsciously
hears this and sits straight up to laugh uproariously, but hits his head on
the bar counter and collapses once more. But just then the duck walks into
the bar again. He walks up to the bartender and he says, “Hey buddy chops,
you got any model STJ0709 S-Series Hippie Vans?” So the bartender, slightly
annoyed, he says, “No.” So the duck, he waddles out of the bar. Just then,
a few petits schtroumpfs entered the bar singing, “Ding dang schtroumpf,
ding dang schtroumpf, on schtroumpf sur la neige qeulle joix de retrouver
l’hiver dans son cortége HO! Ding dang schtroumpf, ding dang schtroumpf, on
chante la tue-tete, c’est noel et les petits schtroumps ont tous la Coeur en
fête!” One of these petits schtroumpfs walked up to the bar and saw a sign
that said:
WIN
A FREE
18
wheeler
IF YOU CAN SQUEEZE MORE JUICE OUT OF AN ORANGE
THAN ME,
Bob
THE BARTENDER
So the schtroumpf inquires
about the sign. And Bob, he says, “Go away smurf you’re too little to win
and I don’t want to embarrass you in front of your friends.” Just then, the
duck walks back into the bar and he says, “Hey buddy chops, you got any
model STJ0709 S-Series Hippie Vans?” So the bartender, REALLY PISSED OFF,
he says, “No you bum and if you ask me one more time I’ll nail your feet to
the floor.” So the duck, he waddles out of the bar. And the schtroumpf, he
says, “You wimp, I could beat you any day!” So the bartender, he picks and
orange off a nearby tree and squeezes the orange until it’s the size of a
pea in a pod with 7 other peas that was in 5-day old porridge that smelled
like it came out of pig slop from farmer Joe’s farm, which was down the road
from old McDonald’s, who was a direct line male descendant of Attila the
Hun, who was by far the greatest hun Mongolia had ever seen. Then the
schtroumpf, he takes that orange and he squeezes another gallon of juice out
of it. So the schtroumpf takes the 18 wheeler and the bartender, he says,
“Ah shiznit! How’d you do that!” And the schtroumpf, he says, “I’m an IRS
agent.” And the pirate he wakes up and, feeling sick, stumbles off into the
little boys room. |