While suturing up a cut on the hand of a 75 year old farmer, whose hand had been caught in the gate while working his cattle, the doctor struck up a conversation with the old man. Eventually the topic got around to Hone Hawariwa and how he got to be an MP.The old farmer said, "Well, ya know, Hone is just a Post Tortoise." Now not being familiar with the term, the doctor asked, What's a "Post Tortoise?" The old farmer said, "When you're driving down a country road and you come across a fence post with a Tortoise balanced on top, that's a post Tortoise." The old farmer saw the puzzled look on the doctor's face so he continued to explain. "You know he didn't get up there by himself, he doesn't belong up there, he doesn't know what to do while he's up there, he sure as hell isn't goin' anywhere, and you just wonder what kind of dumb bastard put him there in the first place."
The best thing about Finance Minister Bill English\'s latest Budget is that it does finally signal a much greater role for the private sector in the New Zealand economy. And another step along the way to extract this country from the political cul-de-sac in which Helen Clark\'s Labour Government parked us.
This one came through the email today. Not sure if it should go in the joke thread or politics - not that there's a lot of difference, tbh.
One weekend three mates decided to go wild pig hunting and kangaroo shooting near Meekatharra. Perplexed, after five long hot days and nights camping in the sticks and not so much as even seeing a pig or roo they agree to go to town and buy some fresh provisions. Whilst in town they go into the pub and convey their misery to the publican - not even a glimpse of a kangaroo or pig they exclaimed! He said "Well why don't you shoot a couple of aboriginals. It's legal up here this time of year". "Bullshit!" they said "You're having a lend of us!" The bartender said "Nope. Fair dinkum. You can shoot them here this time of year". So the guys bought a carton of beer and loaded up the ute. One of them thought for a minute and said "I'll go back inside and double check". Again he asked the publican "Are you sure you can shoot abo's up here mate?" "Yep" he said "You want it in writing?" When he returned to the ute he noticed the carton missing. Sure enough 50 metres down the main street and there was an aboriginal with his carton of Crownies on his shoulder. He grabbed his gun lined up the bastard up in his sights and dropped him with one shot there in the main street. Before you know it two cop cars come racing down the street towards him. "What the bloody hell do you think you're doing???" screamed the cop. He says "Well the bloke in the pub told me it's ok to shoot aboriginals!" They said "Yeah that's not a problem! But fair go mate... you can't set traps!"
Mate, don't be like that. As soon as you give in to the tossers they have won. Keep posting the jokes, everyone else appreciates them. :rnr:
Bad form with the aborigine joke Baldy, but I wouldn't expect anything less from you, arse This joke is homophonic:Have you ever used a dictaphone? Nope, I prefer to use my fingers.
Bullshit, it was over the top.
Meh, considering all the good jokes that Baldy's posted i wouldn't want to see him stop on account of one that didn't quite hit the mark (well maybe it did). Frankly, considering half the shit around these forums, i, for one, welcome our new joke overlord.
You can't just say "it's a joke, so it's ok".
Your face won\'t make top four!
^^^ I can't figure out if it is a bad joke or just delivered badly, probably a bit of both
Might as well delete this thread now.Thanks for ruining it Grim. =(