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3 expectant fathers are waiting in the delivery suite; one English, one Welsh, and one Pakistani. A doctor comes into the waiting room and announces that there has been a mixup with the babies and asks that the fathers go into the nursery to see if they can pick out any identifying features indicating which is their child. The englishman says he will go first, and after a couple of minutes comes back holding a baby with obviously darker skin.

"Hold on", says the Pakistani father, "that baby has much more in common with me than with you".

" I know", replies the Englishman, "but one of those 2 in there is Welsh, and I am not taking any chances".

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A German traveller approaches the passport check on arriving in a country:

"Name ?" asks the Immigration Officer

"Heinrich Gruber" is the reply

"Occupation ?" asks the Officer

"No, this time I am only visiting'".

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We were talking to the kids over the weekend about how the wife and I met.

We met at a 'Make a Jelly in the shape of a US President' class.  I knew she was the one as soon as I set Eisenhower.

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On "Me and the farmer" on R4 , Jim Smith tells tales of growing up on a farm and working as a farmer. On the episode I heard last night he said that when he was a lad they grew many varieties of potatoes, his favourite being 'Duke of York'.......because they don't sweat in storage.

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The wife is always moaning at me 'cos she thinks I'm going deaf after years of gigging and listening to music too loudly at home.

So I called the Tinnitus Helpline.

No answer, just kept ringing.....

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1 hour ago, Redbul said:

The wife is always moaning at me 'cos she thinks I'm going deaf after years of gigging and listening to music too loudly at home.

So I called the Tinnitus Helpline.

No answer, just kept ringing.....

I called the Ramblers Association the other day.

The man on the other end just went on and on…

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Overheard this one on the way to SMS a few years back:

A Saints supporting man in his early 20s is set up by work colleagues with a blind date with a woman around the same age from a Portsmouth-supporting family.

They meet at Whiteley as a neutral venue.

His dad asks him if he’ll let him know halfway through what the woman is like and whether he’d like to see her again.

The date is going fairly well and he pops outside whilst she’s gone to the toilet to ring his father,

’It’s going well Dad, I think I like her, she says she’s still a Virgin’

’Son, you need to come home now’

‘Dad, why?’

’Son, if she’s not good enough for her own family, she’s not good enough for ours’.

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I went to a restaurant in Tel Aviv but a waiter told me they were full despite half the tables being vacant. I pointed out the empty chairs and he replied "Oh yes, they are occupied".

 

( Courtesy of a Jewish comedian at a comedy club in Blackpool, who also said that on his visit to Israel he was on a trip to the Holocaust museum and said to his wife "Don't you think it's ironic that we are going there by train ?" )

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39 minutes ago, trousers said:

Living the dream, I see...! ;)

(So says the man sat here in his pyjamas watching 'Love Your Weekend with Alan Titchmarsh 😁)

Our son had a work night out at the club last night, it is compered by the father of one of his colleagues. I was his taxi service.

Fucking nightmare trying to work our way through the traffic jams caused by Strictly.

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