A little boy came down to breakfast. Since he lived on a farm, his mother asked if he had done his chores.
“Not yet,” said the little boy. His mother tells him he can’t have any breakfast until he does his chores. Well, he’s a little pissed, so he goes to feed the chickens, and he kicks a chicken. He goes to feed the cows, and he kicks a cow. He goes to feed the pigs, and he kicks a pig.
He goes back in for breakfast and his mother gives him a bowl of dry cereal. “How come I don’t get any eggs and bacon? Why don’t I have any milk in my cereal?” he asks.
“Well,” his mother says, “I saw you kick a chicken, so you don’t get any eggs. I saw you kick the pig, so you don’t get any bacon, either. I also saw you kick the cow, so you aren’t getting any milk this morning.”
Just about then, his father comes down for breakfast, and he kicks the cat as he’s walking into the kitchen. The little boy looks up at his mother with a smile, and says, “Are you going to tell him, or should I?”
Just about then, his father comes down for breakfast, and he
kicks the cat as he’s walking into the kitchen. The little boy
looks up at his mother with a smile, and says, “Are you going
to tell him, or should I?”
äh - ich versteh die Pointe nicht … hocke ich auf der Leitung? Bitte um Aufklärung. Danke.
Moni
*leichtverwirrt*
PW:
Grossmütterchen beim Arzt: „Herr Doktor, ich höre fast nichts mehr!“. Arzt: „Sie haben einen Tampon im Ohr, kein Wunder hören Sie nichts mehr!“. Grossmütterchen: „Ahhhh, dann weiss ich jetzt, wo mein Hörgerät ist …!“
Just about then, his father comes down for breakfast, and he
kicks the cat as he’s walking into the kitchen. The little boy
looks up at his mother with a smile, and says, “Are you going
to tell him, or should I?”
äh - ich versteh die Pointe nicht … hocke ich auf der
Leitung? Bitte um Aufklärung. Danke.
Wen die Katze getreten wird, darf der Kater abends nicht ran
Moni
*leichtverwirrt*
MfG
Timo
PW:
Ein junger Mann aus München muss zur Bundeswehr.
In seinem ersten Brief an Zuhause schreibt er:
„Liebe Mutter, wir sind hier ein ganz toller Haufen. Wir liegen zu 15 Mann auf einer Bude, 10 Bayern und
5 Preußen.“ Das Antwortschreiben der Mutter:
„Lieber Junge, es freut mich zu hören, daß ihr bereits Gefangene gemacht habt!“
