More jokes from Roland…
Just Desserts
A man, practically dying of thirst in the desert and crawling on his hands and knees over the sand dunes, spies three coloured tents in the distance. Eventually he makes it to the first tent:
“Water” he pleads.
” No water here,” says the Arab in the first tent, “I only sell cream.”
The man crawls over to the second tent.
“Water,” he pleads again.
“No water here,” says the second Arab, “I only sell custard.”
The man drags himself over to the third tent.
“Water,” he croaks.
“Sorry, no water here,” says the third Arab, “I only sell
fruit and jelly.”
“I can’t believe it,” said the crawling man,”no water?”
“I agree,” nodded the third Arab purveyor, “it is a trifle bazar!”
Out of Line
A man waiting in line at the supermarket checkout turns around and notices an attractive lady half waving at him. He turns back to face the front and thinks to himself, “Do I know her?”
Slowly he turns around again and coyly looks in her direction. As before, there she is half waving at him again. She seems somewhat familiar. He decides to go down to the end of the queue and talk to her.
“I’m sorry,” he says, “but do I know you?”
“I think so,” answers the lady, “I believe you’re the father of one of my children.”
The man is taken aback. He wracks his brains trying to remember the occasion when he first met the lady.
“Umm… you weren’t, by any chance, the stripper at my bucks party 15 years ago – were you?” (all the time thinking of his little misdemeanour).
“Certainly not! ” replies the woman indignantly, “It just so happens that I’m your son’s English teacher!.”