Prick Jokes / Recent Jokes
Once upon a time, there was a king who had a daughter of marriageable age. As he was very fond of his daughter and he didn't want her to leave him, he made an impossible offer to his kingdom's men. He announced that whoever has two pricks would be eligible to marry his daughter. The invitation spread far and wide. Of course there were no one who came forth, and the king was secretly pleased. In another part of the kingdom, there were 2 woodcutter brothers, Jack & Jim. One day, they chanced upon a very big tree and decided to chop it down for it would fetch them a decent amount of money if sold as firewood. As they were about to chop it down with their sharp axes, a voice cried out, "STOP! Please don't hurt me! " The brothers were scared shitless when suddenly an apparition appeared from out of the tree. He told them that he was the genie of the tree and if they would to spare him, he would grant them a wish each. Remembering the king's offer of his daughter as bride, the more...
Another guy walks into a bar with a one foot man sitting on his shoulder.
He ordered a beer.
The bartender was curious as he got the beer for the guy, but as he put the beer down on the bar, before the gut could reach it, the little man lept off his shoulder and picked up the beer and dumped it in the guys lap.
The guy sighs and asks for a shot of whisky.
As soon as the glass hits the bar, the little man threw the drink in the guts face and smashed the shot glass against the wall.
"I have to know... where did you get that guy?"
"Well... I'll tell you... I was walking on the beach, saw a brass lamp, rubbed it, and a geenie came out. He said I could have one wish. I asked for a twelve inch prick and this is what I got..."
(From The Daily Californian (UC Berkeley student paper), 2/27/89, page 1,
"Holocaust exaggerated, British historian claims")
British historian David Irving said Thursday night that Adolph Hitler
was unaware of the mass killing of Jews at the Auschwitz concentration
camp during World War II.
...
Irving said that professors float historical claims like a "Goodyear blimp"
and are waiting for someone to come along and prick it.
"I AM THAT PRICK," he said.
Oh, what poetic justice....