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Posted: Wed Jul 10, 2002 6:59 pm
by Nentash
you cannot dig half a hole cos any king of hole is a hole in its self so you can never have half a hole

Posted: Wed Jul 10, 2002 7:01 pm
by Capt Rehash
another one:

you`re in the middle of the jungle, and magicaly you find a house. When you enter it you find a match, a newspaper, a fireplace and a oven. Wich one you light first?

Posted: Wed Jul 10, 2002 7:02 pm
by MooseAlini
match

Posted: Wed Jul 10, 2002 7:04 pm
by Capt Rehash
yep

Posted: Wed Jul 10, 2002 7:11 pm
by Capt Rehash
You are in a race, when you pass the second place pilot, wich position do you get?

Posted: Wed Jul 10, 2002 7:13 pm
by MooseAlini
second

Posted: Wed Jul 10, 2002 7:16 pm
by Nentash
you know rehash you really get on my nerves

Posted: Wed Jul 10, 2002 7:16 pm
by Capt Rehash
yep again

getting good at this...

Posted: Wed Jul 10, 2002 7:20 pm
by Capt Rehash
You`re a bus driver. In your the bus there are 40 ppl.
in a stop, 21 get out of the bus, and enters more 15.
wahts the name of the bus driver?

Posted: Wed Jul 10, 2002 7:21 pm
by MooseAlini
Uh, MooseAlini

Posted: Wed Jul 10, 2002 7:26 pm
by Nentash
21

Posted: Wed Jul 10, 2002 7:45 pm
by The GoldFish
did you know... 21 is half of 42?

Posted: Thu Jul 25, 2002 6:06 pm
by Gunz
Can the husband of a widow mary your mother???



Easy, huh

Posted: Thu Jul 25, 2002 6:13 pm
by GroovyPigThing
the bus driver is 'you'

Posted: Thu Jul 25, 2002 6:16 pm
by GroovyPigThing
work out where the problem in this is:

Many, many years ago
When I was twenty three
I got married to a widow
Pretty as could be.

This widow had a grown up daughter
With flowing hair of red,
My father fell in love with her
And soon the two were wed.

This made my dad my son-in-law
And changed my very life.
Now my daughter was my mother,
For she was my father's wife.

To complicate the matters worse
Although it brought me joy,
I soon became the father
Of a bouncing baby boy.

My little baby then became
A brother-in-law to dad,
And so became my uncle,
Though it made me very sad.

For if he was my uncle,
Then that also made him brother
To the widow's grown up daughter,
Who of course was my step-mother.

Father's wife then had a son
Who kept them on the run,
And he became my grandson
For he was my daughter's son.

My wife is now my mother's mother
And it makes me blue.
Because although she is my wife,
She's now my grandma too.

If my wife is my grandmother,
Then I am her grandchild.
And every time I think of it
It simply drives me wild.

For now I have become
The strangest case you ever saw,
As the husband of my grandmother,
I am my own grandpa!