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#0 A Little Humour Fri 22 Jun 18 16:26:08
United Kingdom
Sadly Hospitality Forum is like a dying swan

So let's cheer ourselves up with some jokes

Here goes:

Englishman: "That your dog?"

Welshman: "Yep."

Englishman: "Mind if I speak to him?"

Welshman: "Dog don't talk But."

Englishman: "Hey dog, how's it going?"

Dog: "Doin' all right."

Welshman: (Look of shock!)

Englishman: "Is this Welshman your owner?" (Pointing at the Welshman)

Dog: "Yep."

Englishman: "How's he treating you?"

Dog: "Real good. He walks me twice a day, feeds me great food and takes me to
the lake once a week to play."

Welshman: (Look of total disbelief)

Englishman: "Mind if I talk to your horse?"

Welshman: "Horse don't talk but."

Englishman: "Hey horse, how's it going?"

Horse: "Cool."

Welshman: (Extreme look of shock!)

Englishman: "Is this your owner?" (Pointing to the Welshman)

Horse: "Yep."

Englishman: "How's he treating you?"

Horse: "Pretty good, thanks for asking, he rides me, brushes me down often and
keeps me in a lean-to to protect me from the weather."

Welshman: (Look of total amazement)

Englishman: "Mind if I talk to your sheep?"

Welshman: "That sheep's a bloody liar bud!!"
#1 A Little Humour Sat 23 Jun 18 10:45:32
United Kingdom
Lucky Arthur who was the local odd job man in the village, who was sarcastically
named "Lucky" because he was always having accidents & injuring himself

One day he approached the local timber merchant to see if he would give him any
work. The merchant replied that the only work he could offer was in the saw

Arthur pleaded to be given a job saying that he was much more alert & careful
these days & hadn't been involved in any accidents for quite some while.
Reluctantly the boss agreed & Arthur started right away feeding timber into the
giant saw blades

Poor Arthur hadn't been on his own for longer than a couple of minutes when he
stumbled forward & the giant blades cut off all his fingers & thumbs on both

In a state of shock poor Lucky ran back & forth around the mill like a headless
chicken before running overland to the local hospital. When he arrived there he
promptly fainted

Coming round a few hours later Lucky looked up & there was Mr Foster, the
hospital surgeon,

"I would have brought them with me" cried Lucky "but..... but.... I couldn't
pick them up"


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