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Looking For Jean Paul

Two Poles, Markowski and Krachevski go to France on a pleasure trip. They meet this Frenchman called Jean Paul and become good pals. Jean Paul finds these two Poles some-what amusing and so he goes all out to make them happy. He treats them at pubs and bars. This goes on for a while until one fine day Jean Paul does not turn up. The Poles assume that some important work would have held him up and do not take a serious note of it. But, perhaps something was serious as Jean Paul does not turn up for next five days. At this, the Poles get alarmed and go to the police station to lodge a report. The inspector asks them to give details of the person who's missing. The conversation follows:

Markowski: Well, his name is Jean Paul.

Inspector: It's a very common name in France. Something more please.

Krachevski: Well, he is very tall.

Inspector: Most of the people in France are tall. Big deal.

Markowski: Well, he's got blue eyes.

Inspector: Oh! no. Something more substantial.

Krachevski: I got it. This is slightly uncommon. I'm sure now you shall be able to track him. You see, He's got two holes in his ass.

Inspector: (shocked): Well, well, that's curious. Are you sure?

Krachevski: Ya! Ya!

Inspector: Are you definitely sure that this very personal info you have is CORRECT?

Krachevski: Most certainly.

Inspector (still skeptical): But how're you so sure?

Krachevski: Simple. Whenever we used to go with him to the bar, everyone used to greet him as "Here comes Jean Paul with the two ass-holes!"

Tee Time!

A golfer was addressing his ball, getting ready to shoot. Just as he was about ready to hit, a voice came over the PA system, "Will the gentleman on the lady's tee please move back to the men's tee". He looked up, looked back down and then resumed addressing the ball again. The Voice again - "Will the Man on the Red tees please move back to the White Tees?!" He looked back at the starters shack and yelled, "Will the idiot on the PA shut up so that the man on the lady's tee can hit his second shot"!

Yo Momma - In a Magazine

Yo mama's so fat, I saw a picture of her in a magazine on page 4, 5, 6, 7,and 8.

Idiot Insurance Forms

The following are actual statements found in insurance forms where drivers attempted to summarize the details of an accident in the fewest words.

  • Coming home, I drove into the wrong house and collided with a tree I don't have.
  • I thought my window was down, but I found out it was up when I put my head through it.
  • A truck backed through my windshield into my wife's face.
  • A pedestrian hit me and went under my car.
  • The guy was all over the road, I had to swerve a number of times before I hit him.
  • I pulled away from the side of the road, glanced at my mother- in-law, and headed over the embankment.
  • I attempted to kill a fly, and I drove into a telephone pole.
  • I had been driving for forty years, when I fell asleep at the wheel and had an accident.
  • I was on my way to the doctor with rear end trouble and my universal joint gave way, causing me to have an accident.
  • To avoid hitting the bumper of the car in front, I struck the pedestrian.
  • An invisible car come out of nowhere, struck my car and vanished.
  • I told the police that I was not injured, but on removing my hat, found that I had a fractured skull.
  • The pedestrian had no idea which direction to run, so I ran over him.
  • I saw a slow-moving, sad-faced old gentleman as he bounced off the hood of my car.
  • In indirect cause of the accident was a little guy in a small car with a big mouth.
  • I was thrown from the car as it left the road. I was later found in a ditch by some stray dogs.
  • The telephone pole was approaching. I was attempting to swerve out of its way when it struck my front end.

Bad Breath

You're breath's so stinky I don't know whether I should give you a breath mint or toilet paper!