Bikers A man appeared before St. Peter at the pearly gates. "Have you ever done anything of particular merit?" St. Peter asked. "Well, I can think of one thing," the man offered. "Once, on a trip to the Black Hills out in South Dakota, I came upon a gang of high-testosterone bikers, who were threatening a young woman. I directed them to leave her alone, but they wouldn't listen. "So, I approached the largest and most heavily tattooed biker and smacked him on the head, kicked his bike over, ripped out his nose ring, and threw it on the ground." I yelled, "Now, back off!! Or you'll answer to me!" St. Peter was impressed: "When did this happen?" "Just a couple of minutes ago"
At the Airport check-in I told them, “the big case is to go to New York, the small case is to go to New Delhi, and I’m going to Ottawa.” “We can’t do that sir,” the ticket agent replied. I answered, “why not, you managed it last time…”
So a male fly notices a rather attractive female fly lounging on a pile of cow manure. The male fly swoops down next to her and says, "Excuse me love, but is this stool taken?"
I drove to a nightclub but had no tie, so knotted my jump leads around my neck The doorman said, ”I’ll let you in, but don’t start anything...”
