Holidays around the precinct are always lively, especially in the 911 areas. One particular night, a drunk calls in and the following communication began:
"911 what is your emergency?"
"Osifer, I've been robbed!"
"Can you be more specific Sir?"
"Osifer, someone stole my steering wheel, my gas pedal and my brake pedal"
"Could you please repeat that Sir?" By now there's a crowd gathering around the dispatcher's chair.
"Yes Shur. Someone stole my gas pedal, my steering wheel and my brake pedal"
"Sir, what is your location?"
"I'm in my car"
"Sir, could you explain exactly where your car is located?"
"Yes Shur. I'm on Baker Street. Uh, 488 Baker!!"
"Alright, Sir. We'll send officers out to investigate it. Try to stay calm"
The phone call ends at this point but not five minutes after another call comes in.
"911, what is your emergency?"
"Osifer?"
"Yes, what is your emergency please?"
"Osifer, this is me again, I just found my steering wheel, my gas pedal and my brake pedal"
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GOT MILK In a convent in Ireland , the 98-year-old Mother Superior lay dying. The nuns gathered around her bed trying to make her last journey comfortable. They tried giving her warm milk to drink but she refused it.
One of the nuns took the glass back to the kitchen. Then, remembering a bottle of Irish Whiskey that had been received as a gift the previous Christmas, she opened it and poured a generous amount into the warm milk.
Back at Mother Superior's bed, they held the glass to her lips. The frail nun drank a little, then a little more and before they knew it, she had finished the whole glass down to the last drop.
As her eyes brightened, the nuns thought it would be a good opportunity to have one last talk with their spiritual leader.
"Mother," the nuns asked earnestly, "Please give us some of your wisdom before you leave us."
She raised herself up in bed on one elbow, looked at them and said, "DON'T SELL THAT COW."
A smile - is a sign of joy. A hug - is a sign of love. A laugh - is a sign of happiness. And a friend like me? - Well that's just a sign of good taste!! We'll be friends until I am senile. Then we'll be new friends.
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I support the separation of church and hate!
IMAGINATION - the freest and largest nation in the world!
One can not profess to be of "GOD" and show intolerence and prejudice towards the beliefs of others.
Am fear nach gleidh na h–airm san t–sith, cha bhi iad aige ’n am a’ chogaidh. He that keeps not his arms in time of peace will have none in time of war.
"We're all in this together , in the parking lot between faith and fear" ... O.C.M.S.
“Beasts feed; man eats; only the man of intellect knows how to eat well.”
"Without food we are nothing, without history we are lost." - SHADOWS
Is iomadh duine laghach a mhill an Creideamh. Religion has spoiled many a good man.
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Sean says to Tommy, " Have you heard the news Tommy?" "No Sean. What news?" "Well I've got good news and I've got bad news." "Well give me the bad news first. Get it out a' tway. That's my policy." "It the English Tommy, they've landed on the moon!" "The moon it is!! Well we'll never hear the end of that will we? What's the good news then?" "All of them."
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An Irishman is walking on the beach and finds an old lamp. Out of curiosity he picks it up, rubs it and out pops a genie. The genie tells the Irishman that he can ask for three wishes and the genie will grant them. The Irishman asks to be given a bottle of Guiness that will never run dry. POOF the bottle appears and the Irishman opens the bottle, drains it and watches as it is magically refilled. He drains the bottle a second time and again it is refilled magically. After the third time the genie reminds the Irishman that he still has two more wishes that he hasn't yet used. Isn't there something more he would like to request? "I'll have two more just like this one please."
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An old man lay sprawled across three entire seats in the movie theater. When the usher came by and noticed this, he whispered to the old man, "Sorry sir, but you're only allowed one seat."
The old man didn't budge.
The usher became more impatient. "Sir, if you don't get up from there I'm going to have to call the manager."
Once again, the old man just muttered and did nothing.
The usher marched briskly back up the aisle, and in a moment he returned with the manager.
Together the two of them tried repeatedly to move the old disheveled man, but with no success.
Finally they summoned the police.
The officer surveyed the situation briefly then asked, "All right buddy what's your name?"
"Fred," the old man moaned.
"Where you from, Fred?" asked the police officer.
With a terrible strain in his voice, and without moving, Fred replied;
"The balcony".......
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