Karate Jokes / Recent Jokes
There was a little guy sitting at a bar drinking a beer. A while later a huge guy walked into the bar and he went up to the little guy and karate chopped him in the back. The little guy fell off his bar stool and when he got up the big guy said, ”That was a karate chop from Korea. ”
The big guy went to the restroom and the little guy ordered himself another beer. About 20 minutes later the big guy came back and karate choped the little guy in the back again. The little guy got up and dusted himself off and the big guy told him, ”That was a karate chop from China. ”
The little guy got up and decided he wasn’t going to take any more of this, so he left the bar. About an hour later the little guy comes back to the bar and he hits the big guy in the back. The big guy is knocked out cold and he’s on the floor. The little guy tells the bartender, ”Tell him that was a crowbar from Sears! ”
There was a little guy in a bar drinking his beer, when all of a sudden a big guy comes and knocks him off his stool and says "that was a karate chop from Japan"
The little guy get's back up on his stool again and start's to drink his beer again, when all of a sudden the big guy knock's him of his stool again, and says that was a karate kick from China,
So the little guy get's back up and leave's for a moment then come's back in and goes up to the big guy hits him and knock's him off of his stool out cold... he then, tell's the bartender "when he gets up to ask me, that was a crowbar from Sears"
Santa Singh was a not too smart kind of guy. Everyday
when he walked home from work, he would get stopped by
three nasty men and they would beat him up and steal
his money. Finally, Santa decided that it would serve
his best interest to walk a different route and then
take up some self-defense classes so,
this wouldn`t happen again.
He joined a karate class and soon was doing very well
to defend himself. So, one day, on the way home from
work Santa took his old route home and sure enough
there they were.
He walked up to them and the battle ensued.
The next afternoon Santa went to his karate class
with a black eye,
a broken nose and a busted lip. His instructor,
shocked, asked him what happened?
`Well,` explained Santa, `I took my old way home
last night so I could beat these guys up who were
stealing my money, but they beat me up before I
could get my shoes and socks off!`
Bhola as you know, is a not too smart kind of guy. Everyday when he walked home from work, he would get stopped by three nasty men and they would beat him up and steal his money.
Finally, Bhola decided that it would serve his best interest to walk a different route and then take up some self-defense classes so this wouldn't happen again.
He joined a karate class and soon was doing very well to defend himself. So, one day, on the way home from work Bhola took his old route home and sure enough there they were. He walked up to them and the battle ensued.
The next afternoon Bhola went to his karate class with a black eye, a broken nose and a busted lip. His instructor, shocked, asked him what happened.
"Well," explained Bhola, "I took my old way home last night so I could beat these guys up who were stealing my money, but they beat me up before I could get my shoes and socks off!"
One day after school Jonathan went to the pet shop and told the owner he wanted to buy a watchdog for his mother's birthday.
"How about this one?" said the salesman, pointing to a cage with a scrawny little poodle in it.
"Are you kidding?" said Jonathan. "That dog looks harmless."
"Yes, but he knows karate," said the salesman. "Watch." The salesman pointed to a huge cinder block and shouted "karate the block!"
Immediately, the poodle struck out its paw and with one blow smashed the block into two pieces.
Next, the salesman pointed to a metal chair, then commanded, "Karate the chair!"
Once again, the little poodle crushed the chair with a single blow.
That night Jonathan brought home the poodle and showed it to his father.
"What kind of watchdog is that to give your mother?" said Jonathan's father. "What good is more...
There was this little guy sitting in a bar, drinking, minding his own business when all of a sudden this great big guy comes in and --WHACK!! -- knocks him clean off the bar stool and onto the floor. The big guy says, "That was a karate chop from Korea."
The little guy thinks "GEEZ," but he gets back up on the stool and starts drinking again when all of a sudden --WHACK-- the big guy knocks him down AGAIN and says, "That was a judo chop from Japan."
So the little guy has had enough of this... He gets up, brushes himself off and quietly leaves. The little guy is gone for an hour or so when he returned. Without saying a word, he walks up behind the big idiot and --Bong!!!-- bangs the big guy off his stool, knocking him out cold!!!
The little guy looks at the bartender and says, "When he comes to, tell him that was a crowbar from Sears."