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A married couple go on a cruise. The husband is a quiet, unassuming sort and his wife is a domineering harridan who rules him with a rod of iron.
On the first night, after dinner, they take a drink in the bar then the wife announces she's off to their cabin. The husband asks if it's all right for him to stay and have a nightcap and she agrees and off she goes, telling him not to be long.
He joins a group of men at the bar who are playing a game involving each of them talking on a subject for five minutes, the penalty for failing being a round of drinks. When it comes to his turn, the subject he's given is "***" and he proceeds to regale them with jokes and anecdotes that have them falling off their stools.
Later, back in the cabin, his wife is sitting up in bed waiting for him complete with face cream and curlers. She demands to know why he's taken so long and he tells her about the game. 'And what subject did you choose? she demanded.
He had to think quickly and said 'Yachting.'
She snorted and told him to get to bed.
Next morning at breakfast, she was amazed as all these blokes stopped as they passed their table, greeting her husband and slapping him on the back. She finally grabbed one by the arm and asked what was going on.
'You're old man had us in stitches last night. He certainly seems to know his subject.'
'Well I don't know how,' said the wife. 'He's only ever done it twice. The first time he was sick and the second time his hat blew off.'
 
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The Pope and Keir Starmer are on the same stage in front of a huge crowd.

The PM and His Holiness, however, have seen it all before, so to make it a little more interesting, Starmer says to the Pope, "Did you know that, with just one little wave of my hand, I can make every Socialist in the crowd go wild?"

The Pope doubts it, so he shows him. Sure enough, the wave elicits rapture and cheering from every Socialist in the crowd. Gradually, the cheering subsides.

The Pope, not wanting to be outdone by such a level of arrogance, considers what he could do. "That was impressive, but did you know that, with just one little wave of my hand, I can make every person in the crowd go crazy with joy? This joy will not be a momentary display, like that of your subjects, but will go deep into their hearts and they will forever speak of this day and rejoice."

Starmer seriously doubts this and says so. "One little wave of your hand and all people will rejoice forever? Show me."

So the Pope punches him in the mouth.
 
A woman goes to a *** therapist because she can't find a man who will make love to her.
The therapist, Dr Chang, says, 'Prease take off crothes and craw acloss loom.'
The woman does, then the therapist says, 'Now craw all way back to me prease.'
She does this and the therapist says, 'I see probrem. You have Ed Zachary disease.'
The woman is horrified. 'Heavens, Doctor! What is Ed Zachary disease?'
'Is where your face rook Ed Zachary like your backside.'
 
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The elders of a Native American Indian tribe go to their new Chief and ask if he can predict what the coming winter will be like so the tribe can be sure to collect enough firewood to see them through.
The new Chief was University educated and never brought up in the old ways, so he tells them he will give them his prediction the next day and after they leave , he calls the national Weather Bureau and asks what the long range forecast is.
The Bureau tells him that, based on previous data, it will be cold so he calls the elders and tells them to get the tribe collecting firewood.
After a week he thinks he'd better get an update and calls the Bureau again. 'Looks like it's going to be colder than usual,' says the man at the Bureau so the Chief tells the elders they'd better get the tribe collecting even more firewood.
After another week he calls the Bureau again for an update. 'Looks like it's going to be really fierce this year,' say the spokesman.
'How are you able to predict this so far ahead?' asks the Chief.
'Because the Indians are collecting firewood like crazy.'
 
The word 'shark' was coined in 1549 when English sailor, William Michael Griffen saw a Great White swimming towards him and,

in sheer panic, tried to scream three different swear words at the same time.
 
A guy goes into a Scottish baker's. "How much is that cake?"

"A poond."

"And how much is that one?"

"A poond. All ma cakes are a poond!"

"Oh, OK. What about that one?"

"Ach, that one's two poonds."

"Oh. Why's that then?"

"That's Madeira cake."
 
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