Tasteless Joke of the Week
This arrived via text to Lord Lucan late last night.....
"Anyone up for rugby this weekend? I hear Ipswich are desperately short on hookers!"
Boom boom! I'm now going to rot in hell for publishing that.
Labels: Ipswich Murders, Joke, Rugby
6 Comments:
One of only two jokes I have ever heard that is truely tasteless.
Boo - hiss - boo M'lud.
And I would imagine that the ladies you used to patronise will be none too amused either.
pookie - and the other one is? :)
pookie is a liar, i have heard her late at night (shit-faced, of course) reel off more offensive jokes than Bernard Manning in front of a gospel choir.
Dont remember the specifics. But it was a joke Bernard (w*nk face) Manning told - very unfunny highly insulting racist joke (it being him, nothing tongue in cheek at all) to a room full of the Met Police. They laughed away at it. It was shown by an undercover reporter.
Bernard Manning... Met Police. Tweedle Tw*t and Tweedle Dumber.
Blimey!
Shnap!
silly twat. shit joke as well.
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