A judge was interviewing a South Carolina woman regarding her pending divorce and asks, "What are the grounds for your divorce?"
"About four acres and a nice little home in the middle of the property with a stream running by."
"No," he said, "I mean what is the foundation of this case?"
"It is made of concrete, brick, and mortar," she responded.
" I mean," he continued, "what are your relations like?"
"I have an aunt and uncle and 12 cousins living here in town, as well as my husband's parents."
The judge took a deep breath and asked, "Do you have a real grudge?"
"No, we have a two-car carport and have never really needed one cuz we don't have a car."
"Please," he tried again, "is there any infidelity in your marriage?"
"Yes, both my son and daughter have stereo sets. We don't necessarily like the music - all that hip hop and rap tap - but we can't seem to do anything about it."
"Ma'am, does your husband ever beat you up?"
"Yes, he gets up every morning before I do and makes the coffee."
The judge asked, "Is your husband a nagger?"
"Oh, hell no, he's as white as you and me!"
Finally, in frustration, the judge asked, "Lady, why in hell do you want a divorce?"
"Oh, I don't want a divorce," she replied. "I've never wanted a divorce, my husband does. The darn fool says he can't communicate with me."
An old Italian man in Brooklyn is dying. He calls his grandson to his bedside. "Guido, I wan' you lissina me. I wan' you to take-a my chrome plated 38 revolver so you will always remember me." "But grandpa, I really don't like guns. How about you leave me your Rolex watch instead?" "You lissina me, boy! Somma day you gonna be runna da business, you gonna have a beautiful wife, lotsa money, a big-a home and maybe a couple of bambinos. Then one-a day you gonna comea home and maybe finda you wife inna bed with another man. Whatta you gonna do then? Pointa to you watch and say, 'Times up!'
On my first day in prison, my cellmate said to me, "If you ever come close to me, I'll skin you. When we're sleeping, you don't touch me. You hear me? Don't ever talk to me, either."
"Great," I thought, "first day in here and I'm already married."
There were two blokes working for the local council.
One would dig a hole -- he would dig, dig, dig. The other would come behind him and fill the hole -- fill, fill, fill.
These two men worked furiously all day; one digging a hole, the other filling it up again.
A man was watching from the pavement and couldn't believe how hard these men were working, but couldn't understand what they were doing. Finally he had to ask them.
He said to the hole digger, "I appreciate how hard you work, but what are you doing? You dig a hole and your partner comes behind you and fills it up again!"
The hole digger replied, "Oh yeah, I know it must look funny, but the guy who plants the trees is sick today"
A week after their marriage, the Redneck newlyweds paid a visit to their doctor..."I can't figure it out doc, and I'm really worried," said the husband. "My testicles are turning blue."
"That's pretty unusual," said the doctor. "Let me examine you."
The doctor takes a look. Sure enough, the Redneck's testicles are blue. The doctor turns to the wife. "Are you using the diaphragm that I prescribed?"
A man walked into a restaurant and saw a sign that read, "We'll give you £250 if we're unable to serve you any dish you order."
He sat down and told the waitress he wanted elephant liver on wholemeal toast.
The waitress took the order and left.
All of a sudden, the man heard terrible noises coming from the kitchen - the sound of feet stamping, screaming and the banging of pots and pans.
It went on and on.
The noise finally stopped, and the cook appeared from the kitchen.
He slapped down £250 in front of the customer and said, "I can't believe it. We're out of brown bread."
Mabel & Fred went on holiday to Sorrento but all those steps were too much for Fred and he had a heart attack when he got back to the room.
Now Fred was a tight wad and wouldn't buy holiday insurance so Mabel was in a bit of a pickle regarding getting Fred's body back to the UK.
Not one to be beat she went to the local hardware store and purchased a saw, she went back to the room and sawed poor old Fred in half but she could only get one half in his suitcase and needed hers.
So she went back to the UK with Fred Part One and buried it in the garden, a few days later she was at the travel agents to book a flight to Sorrento "going on holiday again" said the T/A, "no I'm going back to fetch my other half" said Mabel
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