Humour

Chuck Norris

When God said, “Let there be light!” Chuck said, “Say Please”. Chuck Norris has a mug of nails instead of coffee in the morning. If Chuck Norris were to travel to an alternate dimension in which there was another Chuck Norris and they both fought, they would both win. The dinosaurs looked at Chuck Norris the wrong way once. You know what happened to them. Chuck Norris’ tears cure cancer. Too bad he has never cried. Chuck Norris once roundhouse kicked someone so hard that his foot broke the speed of light. Since 1940, the year Chuck Norris was born, roundhouse kick related deaths have increased by 13,000 percent. Chuck Norris does not own a stove, oven, or microwave, because revenge is a dish best served cold. Chuck Norris does not sleep. He waits. There is no chin behind Chuck Norris’ beard. There is only another fist. The chief export of Chuck Norris is pain. Chuck Norris recently had the idea to sell his pee as a canned beverage. It’s now called Red Bull. If paper beats rock, rock beats scissors, and scissors beats paper, what beats all 3 at the same time? Chuck Norris. On the 7th day, God rested, and Chuck Norris took over. Chuck Norris can dribble a bowling ball. Chuck Norris drinks napalm to fight his heartburn. Chuck Norris’ roundhouse kick is so powerful, it can be seen from outer space by the naked eye. If you want a list of Chuck Norris’ enemies, just check the extinct species list. Chuck Norris has never blinked in his entire life. Never. Chuck Norris once shot an enemy plane down with his finger, by yelling, “Bang!” Chuck Norris does not use spell check. If he happens to misspell a word, Oxford will change the spelling. Some kids pee their name in the snow. Chuck Norris can pee his name into concrete. Chuck Norris’ calendar goes straight from March 31st to April 2nd, because no one fools Chuck Norris. Chuck Norris counted to infinity… twice. Chuck Norris can speak Braille.

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Government Theory

The tribal wisdom of the Dakota Indians passed on from generation to generation, says that; “When you discover that you are riding a dead horse, the best strategy is to dismount”. However, in government, more advanced strategies are often  employed, such as: Buying a stronger whip. Changing riders. Appointing a committee to study the horse. Arranging to visit other countries to see how other cultures ride dead horses. Lowering the standards so that dead horses can be included. Reclassifying the dead horse as ‘living-impaired’. Hiring outside contractors to ride the dead horse. Harnessing several dead horses together to increase the speed. Providing additional funding and/or training to increase the dead horse’s performance. Doing a productivity study to see if lighter riders would improve the dead horse’s performance. Declaring that as the dead horse does not have to be fed, it is less costly, carries lower overhead and therefore contributes substantially more to the bottom line of the economy than do some other horses which don’t contribute as much to the ‘Gravy Train’! Rewriting the expected performance requirements for all horses. And of course, finally….. Promoting the dead horse to a supervisory position. If you don’t understand this theory, you haven’t lived long enough.

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The Journey Of A Man

When I was 14, I hoped that one day I would have a girlfriend. When I was 16 I got a girlfriend, but there was no passion, so I decided I needed a passionate girl with a zest for life. Later I dated a passionate girl, but she was too emotional. Everything was an emergency; she was a drama queen, cried all the time and threatened suicide. So I decided I needed a girl with stability. When I was 25 I found a very stable girl but she was boring. She was totally predictable and never got excited about anything. Life became so dull that I decided that I needed a girl with some excitement. When I was 28 I found an exciting girl, but I couldn’t keep up with her. She rushed from one thing to another, never settling on anything. She did mad impetuous things and made me miserable as often as happy. She was great fun initially and very energetic, but directionless. So I decided to find a girl with some real ambition. When I turned 30, I found a smart ambitious girl with her feet planted firmly on the ground, so I married her. She was so ambitious that she divorced me and took everything I owned. I am older and wiser now and am just looking for a girl with big tits.

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Threat Levels

The English are feeling the pinch in relation to recent terrorist threats and have therefore raised their security level from “Miffed” to “Peeved”. Soon, though, security levels may be raised yet again to “Irritated” or even “A Bit Cross”. The English have not been “A Bit Cross” since the blitz in 1940 when tea supplies nearly ran out. Terrorists have been re-categorized from “Tiresome” to “A Bloody Nuisance”. The last time the British issued a “Bloody Nuisance” warning level was in 1588 when threatened by the Spanish Armada. The Scots have raised their threat level from “Pissed Off” to “Let’s get the Bastards”. They don’t have any other levels. This is the reason they have been used on the front line of the British army for the last 300 years. The French government announced yesterday that it has raised its terror alert level from “Run” to “Hide”. The only two higher levels in France are “Collaborate” and “Surrender”.  The rise was precipitated by a recent fire that destroyed France’s white flag factory, effectively paralyzing the country’s military capability. Italy has increased the alert level from “Shout Loudly and Excitedly” to “Elaborate Military Posturing”. Two more levels remain: “Ineffective Combat Operations” and “Change Sides”. The Germans have increased their alert state from “Disdainful Arrogance” to “Dress in Uniform and Sing Marching Songs”. They also have two higher levels: “Invade a Neighbour” and “Lose”. Belgians, on the other hand, are all on holiday as usual; the only threat they are worried about is NATO pulling out of Brussels … The Spanish are all excited to see their new submarines ready to deploy. These beautifully designed subs have glass bottoms so the new Spanish navy can get a really good look at the old Spanish navy. Australia, meanwhile, has raised its security level from “No worries” to “She’ll be right, Mate”. Two more escalation levels remain “Crikey! I think we’ll need to cancel the barbie this weekend!” and “The barbie is cancelled”. So far no situation has ever warranted the use of the final escalation level.

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A Knock On My Door

I had a knock on my door the other day and discovered the ‘creationists’ were in town. I was presented with a book called the Bible and I  was informed that the Earth was no more than 5000 years old and the story of Genesis was undeniably true because it was the word of God. Ever since I had a Mormon bloke come around many years ago, introducing himself as ‘Elder Berry’ (I found it funny – he didn’t), I have always liked to have a bit of harmless fun with these people. Now, please understand me, if you have a belief and/or faith, that is your right and I will fight for your right to have that faith but don’t expect me to welcome those beliefs when I was having such a peaceful morning minding my own business. I simply asked if ‘Adam had a belly button?’ She was puzzled but said she presumed so. I then explained that he must have been born rather than created, you know, the umbilical cord and all that. I also asked how a whole race of billions of humans could have derived from just one couple. Apparently, the Bible doesn’t explain everything and I must have faith. My faith was restored when she buggered off! Since this episode, I have been searching for the answer to life, the universe and everything (I know it’s 42) and have at last found something worthy of my belief and faith. I have become a ‘Pastafarian’ and now worship The Flying Spaghetti Monster. It would appear that it is He who created the world and I am now glad I have been touched by his noodly appendages. For more information please visit The Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster, and for God’s sake please keep an open mind and accept the site for what it is. I don’t have a problem with faith, but I do have a serious problem with organised religion. 20 people believing in some supernatural being is called a CULT, and 20 million people believing in the same thing is called a RELIGION. Question to most religions – Please explain where the fuck Dinosaurs come into play.

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