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Dear Santa,

Noel is coming, I wish you bring happiness to my family, dad,mom, sis and bro;
bring joy to my friends,
and bring me:

  • An Asus Lamborghini
  • A wide Wacom
  • A SD card with capacity 8GB
  • A camera DLSR Canon
  • A Nouvo XL moto
  • A Nokia N96

Thx Mr Santa, Merry Xmas

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Xscho Koh Laz – Painter Manz

Jus ah Liryk
Went to college, studied arts
To be an artist make a start
Studied hard, gettin my degree
But no one seemed to notice me

Painter man, painter man
Who wanna be a painter man
Painter man, painter man
Who wanna be a painter man

Tried cartoons and comic books
Dirty postcards could have done
Here was where the money laid
Classic art has had its day

Painter man, painter man
Who wanna be a painter man
Painter man, painter man
Who wanna be a painter man

Did adverts for t.v.
Household shops and brands of tea
Labels all around the cans
Who wanna be a painter man

Painter man, painter man
Who wanna be a painter man
Painter man, painter man
Who wanna be a painter man

La…la…la…la…la…la…
La…la…la…la…la…la…la…
Painter man, painter man
Who wanna be a painter man

Hey ho!

Heaven? Where’s That?

There were two lovers, who were really into spiritualism and reincarnation. They vowed that if either of them died, the one remaining would try to contact the partner in the world beyond exactly 30 days after their death.

Unfortunately, a few weeks later, the young man died in a car wreck. True to her word, his sweetheart tried to contact him in the spirit world exactly 30 days later.

At the séance, she called out, “John, John, this is Martha. Do you hear me?”A ghostly voice answered her, “Yes Martha, this is John. I can hear you.”

Martha tearfully asked, “Oh John, what is it like where you are?”

“It’s beautiful. There are azure skies, a soft breeze, sunshine most of the time.”

“What do you do all day?” asked Martha.

“Well, Martha, we get up before sunrise, eat some good breakfast, and there’s nothing but making love until noon. After lunch, we nap until two and then make love again until about five. After dinner, we go at it again until we fall asleep about 11 p.m.”

Martha was somewhat taken aback. “Is that what heaven really is like?”

“Heaven? I’m not in heaven, Martha.”

“Well, then, where are you?”

“I’m a rabbit in Arizona.”
C’est gai. 😀

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