There should be a rule…
August 14th, 2010that a child can’t call a guy “Uncle” unless the guy is married.
that a child can’t call a guy “Uncle” unless the guy is married.
Abu Falafel, the wise and holy man of ancient Egypt, accompanied his friend Mustafa and his retinue of a hundred friends, family and well wishers to ask for the Sheikh’s beautiful daughter’s hand in marriage.
They traveled for forty days and forty nights across the raging desert to arrive at their destination – the Sheikh’s palace.
Went to the Flea Market with my folks today.
Saw a stall by Peoples For Animals with puppies for adoption.
Pointed to a cue Labrador puppy and said – “I’ll take that one. Medium Rare.”
I’m not welcome at the flea market anymore.
If you’ve played poker on Facebook for some time, you must have come across these poker champs:
A couple of weeks ago, a friend was getting interviewed for a TV show, so the TV crew shot me and the usual suspects playing poker at his place.
The girl directing the shoot (or the cameramen) did not know anything about Poker and they asked us just to play normally and they’d shoot what they like.
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Crime doesn’t pay…as well as politics.
And for my next magic trick, I will make my conscience disappear…
Done.
Buy them tickets for a Russell Peters show…in the front row…tell them that the show starts at 7:30PM ,when it actually starts at 6:30PM…and that they’re required to wear a sombrero to the show.
Here’s the new theme song for the Bunny Ranch:
Where everybody knows you name. And they’re always glad you came.
Was out with a couple of friends and this happened:
Friend 1: I want to learn the Salsa.
Friend 2: Hey – I’ll teach you – I know how to dance the Salsa, Merengue and Swing.
Friend 1: No you don’t. You get drunk after six tequilas and you think you know how to dance.
I am christening this the “Six Tequila Swing”.
I think all of us know how to dance this one.