A policeman on duty finds a dead body lying on the kerb. He gets out his notebook to record the incident, licks his pencil, writes the date, time, name of street, and then comes to "location of the incident".
He writes, 'curb', no, that's not how you spell it; 'cerb?', no, that's not right; 'kurb?', no; 'korb?'.
He gives up trying to spell, kicks the body off the kerb, and writes 'rode'.
Out Of Don Milani’s Pig’s Mouth, Or: Defence of The “Marginalised” Is The
Best Indication Of Sexual Perversion.
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The lurid translations of that big, fat, lurid pig called Don Milani are
here. I have read the Italian version and can assure you the translations
are actu...
14 hours ago
3 comments:
That is a funny joke. Thanks for posting.
But do you know the sausage delivery queue joke?
berenike - no I don't.
Please tell it.
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