Gaznazdiak wrote:There are 10 kinds of people when it comes binary mathematics, those who understand it and those who don't.
BRNO_Bigot wrote:Gaznazdiak wrote:There are 10 kinds of people when it comes binary mathematics, those who understand it and those who don't.
There are II kinds of people, those who understand Roman numerals and those who don't.
BRNO_Bigot wrote:I went to Dan Murphy's on my bicycle last Friday afternoon, bought a bottle of the Black Label Johnny Walker that was on special & carefully stowed it in the bicycle basket.
As I was about to leave, I thought to myself........ if I fell off the bicycle,
the bottle would break.
So I rested......& drank all the Scotch before I cycled home.
It turned out to be a very good decision,
because I fell off my bicycle seven times on the way home!
BRNO_Bigot wrote:I went to Dan Murphy's on my bicycle last Friday afternoon, bought a bottle of the Black Label Johnny Walker that was on special & carefully stowed it in the bicycle basket.
As I was about to leave, I thought to myself........ if I fell off the bicycle,
the bottle would break.
So I rested......& drank all the Scotch before I cycled home.
It turned out to be a very good decision,
because I fell off my bicycle seven times on the way home!
Gwion wrote:BRNO_Bigot wrote:I went to Dan Murphy's on my bicycle last Friday afternoon, bought a bottle of the Black Label Johnny Walker that was on special & carefully stowed it in the bicycle basket.
As I was about to leave, I thought to myself........ if I fell off the bicycle,
the bottle would break.
So I rested......& drank all the Scotch before I cycled home.
It turned out to be a very good decision,
because I fell off my bicycle seven times on the way home!
Nice one, but the basket on your bike is a bit weird... Are you an 11yo girl???
BRNO_Bigot wrote:An old priest lay dying in Woden's, Canberra Hospital. He had served
the people near the nation's capital, at Manuka for many years.
He motioned for the nurse to come near.
"Yes father?" said the nurse.
"I would really like to see Malcolm Turnbull and Bill Shorten before I
die" whispered the priest.
"I will see what I can do" said the nurse.
The nurse sent the request to parliament house and waited for a
response. Soon an answer came back: Both Malcolm Turnbull and Bill
Shorten would be delighted to visit the priest.
As they were driven to the hospital in Malcolm's new BMW, Turnbull
commented to Shorten, "I don't know why this old priest wants to see
us, but it certainly will help our images and may even help our
re-election prospects."
Shorten agreed it was probably a good thing.
When they arrived at the priest's room the priest took Turnbull's hand
in his right hand and Shorten's hand in his left hand.
There was silence and a look of serenity on the old priest's face.
Finally Shorten spoke "Father of all people you could have chosen, why
did you chose us to be with you at this time when your end is so
near?"
The old priest slowly replied "I have always tried to pattern my life
and behaviour after our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ."
"Amen" said Turnbull.
"Amen" replied Shorten.
The old priest continued, "Jesus Christ our saviour died between two
lying thieving bastards, and I wanted to do the same."
Daddybang wrote:What type of bees produce milk?.
BOOBIES!!!!!!!
grandadbushy wrote:Hey Daddybang there's a sea bird called a blue footed boobie does it give milk to ? ( LOL )
JonBarskio wrote:Cop on a horse says to a little girl on a bike, "Did Santa get you that?"
"Yes," replies the little girl.
"Well tell him to put a reflector light on it next year!" and fines her $5.
The little girl looks up at the cop and says, "Nice horse you've got there, did Santa bring you that?"
The cop chuckles and replies, "He sure did!"
"Well," says the little girl, "Next year tell Santa that the d*ck goes under the horse, not on top of it!"