
A Texan, a Russian, and a New Yorker go into a restaurant in London.
''Excuse me, but if you wanted the steak you might not get one as there is a shortage due to the mad cow disease,'' says the waiter.
The Texan says, ''What's a shortage?''
The Russian says, ''What's a steak?''
The New Yorker says, ''What's excuse me?''
Is that right??
the photo is from http://media.lawrence.com/img/special/steinberg-newyorker.jpg Look at this cover page of The New Yorker... It shows Texas, NY and Russia! Perfect for this joke.. I just need someone to tell me a joke now...
3 comments:
Men are like a fine wine....
They begin as grapes, and it's up to women to stomp the shit out of 'em until they turn into something acceptable to have dinner with.
Well, you might be right but only if they think she's the one... otherwise they wouldn't even agree with that idea..
how many surrealists does it take to change a light bulb?
2 .. one to hold the bath and the other to fill the bath with jelly.
Life (including men and women) are alot like this joke.. let it fall through your hands like sand and enjoy the sensation (don't try and hold it too hard, you'll kill it and yourself!!).
Live life to the full..
PT/GS
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