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What’s the easiest way to determine the date of your pregnancy? A. Have sex once a year Q. My blood type is A-negative, my husband is O-positive. What does it mean if my baby is born type A-B positive? A. It means you’ve been found out. Q. I'm eight weeks pregnant, when can I expect my baby to move? A. With any luck, a few years after he finishes university Q. My husband and I are regarded as very attractive, as a result, we expect our baby girl to grow into a very beautiful young woman, whom should I contact about her modelling career? A. Your psychiatrist. Q. Does labour cause haemorrhoids? A. Labour causes anything you want to blame it for. Q. Where is the best place to store breast milk? A. In your breasts. _____________________ Gazza keeps himself supplied with fish by throwing illegal traps into
the local river. One day, around sunset, Gazza is down at the river pulling
in two of his traps, both chockers with fish, when he becomes aware of
a bloke standing behind him on the bank. “Do you know who I am?”
says the bloke. “No idea,” says Gazza. “Who are you?”
“I’m the fisheries inspector,” says the bloke. “Thank
goodness for that” says Gazza, “I thought you might have been
the bloke who owns these fish traps.” An interstate trucker, travelling from Qld to Victoria, decides to pull
his rig over and sleep for a while. Exhausted, he passed out, only to
be awoken by some loud knocks on the window of the cab. It’s a jogger
wanting to know the time. “Three forty-five,” grunts the trucker,
who promptly falls asleep again. Ten minutes later he’s woken by
another jogger who wants to know the time, “It’s three fifty-five,”
he yells. Determined to get some peace and quiet, he writes a note and
hangs it on the door handle of the truck, a bit like “do not disturb
sign” on a hotel door. It read, “I don’t know the bloody
time”. A little while later another jogger wakes him. “It’s
half-past five” The little boy was late for class. When he saw the door was closed he opened it very quietly and tiptoed to his desk. Far from avoiding the scrutiny of the teacher, it made her very annoyed. “Is that how your father would have come in? Late? Sneaking to his seat? Go outside and try it again.” So the kid left the room, shut the door very quietly behind him. A second later he burst through door, slammed it shut and, with a burning fag dangling from his lips, walked to the middle of the classroom. Then he dropped the cigarette onto the floor and ground it out with his foot. He said, “G’Day. You didn’t expect me, didya?” A wife went to the local police station with her next-door neighbour
to report that her husband, Freddie, was missing. She was asked for a
description. “Well,” she said, “He’s mid 30’s,
very tall, has an athletic build, blue eyes, blonde hair, is very softly
spoken, kind to the kids and has a wonderful sense of humour.” The
next door neighbour said, “But Freddie is little, fat. Bald and
beats you up.” A blonde got a job with the public works. Her task was to paint white
lines down the centre of a rural road. She’d be on probation for
the first week and must manage at least two kilometres per day to gain
full time employment. At the end of the first day, the supervisor found
she’d completed four kilometres. Which was double the daily average.
On the second day, he was disappointed to find that she’d only accomplished
two kilometres. But this was still the average and he didn’t want
to discourage her. But on the third day, she only managed one kilometre.
So he was forced to say something. “Sorry, you were doing very well.
Four kilometres the first day. Two kilometres the second day. But yesterday,
just one kilometre. Is there a problem? An equipment failure? A back injury?”
The blonde replied, “No, it’s just that each day I keep getting
further away from the paint bucket.” Bill worked at a timber mill in Gippsland, whilst shoving a tree towards
the saw, accidentally sheared of all ten of his fingers. So he went to
the ER at the Gippsland Base Hospital where the doctor said, ‘Dear
oh dear. What a mess. But don’t worry. Give me the fingers and I’ll
have them sewn back on’. Bill said, ‘But I haven’t got
the fingers.’ So the doctor said, ‘what do you mean you haven’t
got the fingers, this is 2004, we’ve got the best micro surgeons
in the country here. He could put them back on and make your hands like
new. Why the hell didn’t you bring your fingers?’ Bill said,
‘how could I Doc? How could I pick the bloody things up?’ Fools rush in where Angels fear to tread Patience is a virtue, possess it if you can. I have always been of the firm opinion, that BEHIND every successful
man, there is always a very good woman. I was talking to my neighbour
one day, he said, ‘you will have to change that “Len”,
now they are saying, BESIDE every successful man, there is always a very
good woman. Then my brother in law, “Bert”, had a different
version. ‘IN FRONT of every successful man, there is always a very
good woman’. I can see where in a number of cases, this would no
doubt be very true. BUT I AM STILL TRYING TO COME TO TERMS WITH IT. A child custody case; the Judge couldn’t decide which parent he
should grant full custody to. So he asked the little boy. ‘Would
you like to live with your mother?’ ‘No’, said the little
boy. ‘Why not?’ asked the Judge. ‘Because she beats
me.’ The Judge said, ‘Ok, then you’ll go live with your
father.’ ‘Oh no,’ cried the boy, ‘He beats me,
too’ Dumbfounded, the Judge asked, ‘Ok, who do you want to
live with?’ ‘I want to live with the Cowboys.’ ‘Why?’
asked the Judge. ‘Don’t you know that it can get very hot
and humid in Townsville in the Summer Time.’ The boy replied, ‘because
they never beat anybody.’
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