Bathroom Jokes / Recent Jokes
I am a senior citizen...- I'm the life of the party... even when it lasts' till 8pm.- I'm very good at opening childproof caps with a hammer.- I'm usually interested in going home before I get to where I'm going.- I'm good on a trip for at least an hour without my aspirin, antacid...- I'm the first one to find the bathroom wherever I go.- I'm awake many hours before my body allows me to get up.- I'm smiling all the time because I can't hear a word you're saying.- I'm very good at telling stories... over and over and over and over.- I'm aware that other people's grandchildren are not as bright as mine.- I'm so cared for: long-term care, eye care, private care, dental care.- I'm not grouchy, I just don't like traffic, waiting, children, politicians...- I'm positive I did housework correctly before the Internet.- I'm sure everything I can't find is in a secure place.- I'm wrinkled, saggy and lumpy, and that's just my left leg.- I'm having trouble remembering simple words like... uh...- more...
A MATTER OF COMMUNICATION
There was a nice lady who was a little old fashioned.
She was considering a week's vacation in sunny Florida at a
particular campground, but she wanted to make sure of the
accommodations first.
Uppermost in her mind were toilet facilities, but she couldn't
bring herself to write "toilet" in a letter. After considerable
deliberation, she settled on "bathroom commode," but when she
wrote that down, it still sounded too forward, so she rewrote the
letter to the campground, and referred to the "bathroom commode"
as the "B.C.."
"Does the campground have its own B. C.?" is what she actually
wrote.
The campground owner was baffled by the euphemism, so he showed
the letter around to several people at the campground, but they
couldn't decipher it either. Finally, the campground owner
concluded that she must be referring to the local Baptist Church,
so more...
One day a blonde went to a bar. She saw three guys she would possibly be interested in. The first one was tall, dark, and handsome-every girls dream guy. The blonde went up to him, cleavage and thong showing. She seemed so confident that the guy imediately asked her if she would like a drink. She just asked for a beer. Before she knew it she was having sex in the bathroom. She was apparently not satisfied at his performance. The next guy was short, kind of pale with dark hair. Again, the guy bought her a beer. Next thing she knew she was giving the guy a blow job in the back seat of his car. Again, not happy, she went for the next guy, medium height with black hair with blonde highlights, he was not tall, but not short, he looked average. This time she ordered another beer. She ended up at his house in the bed. Before anything happened this time, she said that she had had sex in the bathroom in the bar, gave a guy a blow job in the backseat of his car, and was about to suck his dick. more...
What do they call the small bathroom in Robin Hood's house? The Little John
A little boy was excited about his first day at school. So excited in fact, that only a few minutes after classstarted, he realized that he desperately needed to go tothe bathroom. So he raised his hand politely to ask ifhe could be excused. Of course the teacher said yes, butasked him to be quick. Five minutes later he returned, looking more desperate and embarrassed. "I can't find it", he admitted. The teacher sat him down and drew him a little diagram to where he should go and asked him if he will be ableto find it now. The boy looked at the diagram, said "yes"and goes on his way. Five minutes later he returned to the class room and saysto the teacher "I can't find it". Frustrated, the teacher asked Jon, a boy who has been atthe school for awhile, to help him find the bathroom. So two fellas go together and five minutes later they both return and sit down at their seats. The teacher asks Jon, "Well, did you find it?" Jon is quick with his more...
Ever since man crawled out of the primordial ooze, he has built himself structures to contain the processes of bodily waste removal. These have been known as "restrooms," "bathrooms," "outhouses," "commodes," "men's rooms," and several other names. As with any exclusive organization, wholly half the human race aren't allowed through the door, and a number of exceedingly complicated customs have arisen to maintain a sense of order and dignity. General rules: 1. Don't talk to somebody you don't know. You may chat quietly with an acquaintance, but must absolutely not call attention to yourself. 2. A quick glance in the mirror is permissible, but absolutely don't spend a significant time arranging hair, clothing, etc. Zit popping is only permissible after checking to see nobody else is around. 3. No profanity of any kind. This is reserved for locker rooms, only. 4. If you must wait, form a single-file line, ragged, and be sure to keep more...
This guy walks into a bar with his monkey. The guy sits down next to the bartender and has a few drinks. After a while he has to go the bathroom.
"Will you watch my monkey while I go the bathroom?" the guy asked the bartender.
"Sure.", says the bartender.
As soon as the bartender hits the bathroom, the monkey jumps up, runs across the room to the pool tables and eats the cue-ball.
"What the hell?", the bartender exclaimed.
When the guy came out of the bathroom, the bartender says.
"Guess what?...your damn monkey just ate my cue-ball."
"Oh god.", says the guy. "Here there's $20 and after the monkey passes the cue-ball, I'll sterilize it and bring it back to you, deal?"
The bartender agrees. A week later the guy comes back with his monkey and also returns the cue-ball. He is now on good terms with the bartender. Anyway, the guy has a few more...