A grizzled old man was eating in a truck stop when three Hell’s Angels bikers walked in. The first walked up to the old man and pushed his cigarette into the old man’s pie, and then took a seat at the counter. The second walked up to the old man and spit into the old man’s milk, and then he took a seat at the counter. The third walked up to the old man and turned over the old man’s plate, and then he took a seat at the counter. Without a word of protest, the old man quietly left the diner. Shortly thereafter, one of the bikers said to the waitress, „Humph, not much of a man, was he?”
The waitress replied, „Not much of a truck driver either. He just backed his truck over three motorcycles.”
Not Much of a Man
4 aprilie, 2008 | Andrei Sălăgean
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Si mie imi place sa citesc !!!
3 aprilie, 2008 | Andrei Sălăgean
Tu ce zici?
3 aprilie, 2008 | Andrei Sălăgean
Stirile din ultima vreme sunt din ce in ce mai interesante. Dar cea mai interesanta parte e titlul bineinteles. Cred ca stiti si voi de ce…cand apare de exemplu ceva de genu’ „Poze nud cu Andreea Marin” ziceti-mi mie cati nu intra. Si daca mai puneti si un font de 4 ori mai mare decat cel normal atunci succesul e garantat.
A aparut insa o alta chestie mai interesanta. Apare un titlu mare si gros cat jumate’ Parisul iar la final o intrebare retorica de genul „Tu ce zici?” sau „Ce parerea ai?”. Dupa parerea mea acest lucru e folosit in mare parte in scop publicitar, pentru ca daca ar fi undeva „Azi e ziua presedintelui. Tu ce i-ai transmite?” s-ar ingjhesui toti sa ii scrie cu toate ca pe Basescu nici nu il intereseaza. Bine, ca peste jumatate ar fi niste injuraturi mascate ar fi altceva dar nu comentez.
Partea comica e ca titlurile sunt asa de penibile, ca iti vine sa schimbi siteul dar … nu ai unde. Cred ca vreau sa faca din noi ceva noi jurnalisti sau nu stiu…ziceti voi!…vreau sa aud de la voi sugesti, intrebari, propuneri !!!(dupa cum spunde prof. meu de info.). Partea proasta ca toate paginile de internet se umplu de publicitate ingreunand mult accesul. Dar aceasta e altceva. In continuare o sa va prezint cateva mostre extraordinare de titluri care le-am cules…Audi R8 Spider – cum va fi?
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Pet Diaries
31 martie, 2008 | Andrei Sălăgean
Excerpts from a Dog’s Diary
* 8:00 am – Dog food! My favorite thing!
* 9:30 am – A car ride! My favorite thing!
* 9:40 am – A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
* 10:30 am – Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
* 12:00 pm – Lunch! My favorite thing!* 1:00 pm – Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
* 3:00 pm – Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
* 5:00 pm – Milk bones! My favorite thing!
* 7:00 pm – Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
* 8:00 pm – Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
* 11:00 pm – Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!Excerpts from a Cat’s Diary
Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.
In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a „good little hunter” I am. Bastards!
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of „allergies.” I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow –but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches.
The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released – and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.
The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now . . .Categories: very funny | No Comments
Pura matematica…
31 martie, 2008 | Andrei Sălăgean
