I say I say I say...

[ZokesPro]

He does ant spill Coors rectally.

[Fat Tone]

I don't know who posted this years ago, but while we're on the subject:

A dyslexic man walks into a bra.

It that the same one who was a devil worshipper? He sold his soul to Santa.

[Brian Ellis]

No one worships me.

[Fat Tone]

Ho ho ho.

[VJ]

Three strings walk into a bar. The bartender throws them out, yelling "Can't you read the sign?! I don't serve strings."

The strings try again, and again the bartender kicks them out.

Finally, one of the strings gets the idea to mess himself up a little. He walks into the bar.

The bartender scowls, "What's wrong with you? Can't you read? I don't serve strings!" The string replies, "I'm a frayed knot!"

[az]

I remember I laughed very hard when this was first posted

[Brian Ellis]

Ho ho ho.

Is that a clause?

[Fat Tone]

Of clause it is.

[az]

Look! A water clauset!

[Brian Ellis]

What a closet!

[Fat Tone]

I know my jokes were real groaners, but this is going down the pan now!

[Brian Ellis]

Going potty?

[VJ]

Staying in the spirit: What does Santa call his wife at tax time?






A dependent Claus.

[ZokesPro]

A dependent Claus always smokes da potty before heading out on his sled pulled by reindeer.

[Brian Ellis]

Mrs Claus: Is the sun shining?
Mr Claus: No, I cy rain, dear.
Ist Elf: 'Snow use! He alway sled her astray!
2nd Elf: SSHH! Don't say it acloud, weather it's so or not.