10-21-2003, 10:13 AM | #1 (permalink) |
Insane
Location: Milwaukee
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Indian upper management
An Indian walks into a cafe with a shotgun in one hand and a bucket of buffalo manure in the other. He says to the waiter, "Me want coffee."
The waiter says, "Sure chief, coming right up." He gets the Indian a tall mug of coffee, and the Indian drinks it down in one gulp, picks up the bucket of manure, throws it into the air, blasts it with the shotgun, then just walks out. The next morning the Indian returns. He has his shotgun in one hand and a bucket of buffalo manure in the other. He walks up to the counter and says to the waiter, "Me want coffee." The waiter says, "Whoa, Tonto. We're still cleaning up your mess from the last time you were here. What the heck was all that about, anyway?" The Indian smiles and proudly says, "Me in training for upper management position: Come in, drink coffee, shoot shit, disappear for rest of day."
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10-29-2003, 02:51 PM | #11 (permalink) |
can't help but laugh
Location: dar al-harb
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lol, its ironic that a joke about manure is one of the cleanest i've read on this board :-)
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