walk into a bar

[CharlynnT]

Okay, a Priest, a Rabbi and a Mennonite Pastor walk into a bar.

The bartender says, "What is this? Some kind of joke?"



So two pieces of string walk into a bar.

The bartender says, "We don't serve your kind around here! Get out!"

On their way out, the two pieces of string meet another piece of string on his way in. They warn him he won't be served.

"No problem," he says, and ties himself into a knot and pulls out some fibres. He says to the bartender, "Yeah, I'll have a beer, please."

The bartender says, "Say, aren't you a piece of string?" to which he replies, "No, I'm a frayed knot."



Going to my room now.

[Gina D.]

AND STAY THERE!

[CharlynnT]

AND STAY THERE!

But it's still light out!

And I have no homework, and the kid has yet more lame jokes he can tell me. There's one where a guy walks into a bar and the bartender takes the bet....

[Morgan]

That's a great one CharlynnT.

Try this one:

Four retired guys are walking down a street in Yorkton.

Then they turn a corner and see a sign that says:

Old Timer's Bar
ALL DRINKS 10 CENTS

They look at each other, then go in. The old bartender says in a voice that carries across the room,
"Come on in and let me pour one for you, what'll it be, Gentlemen?"

There seems to be a fully stocked bar, so the men all ask for a martini.

In short order, the bartender serves up 4 iced martinis and says,
"That'll be 10 cents each, please."

They can't believe their good luck. They pay the 40 cents, finish their
martinis, and order another round. Again, four excellent martinis are
produced with the bartender again saying, "That's 40 more cents, please."

They pay the 40 cents, but their curiosity is more than they can stand.
They've each had two martinis and so far they've spent less than a dollar.

Finally one of the men couldn't stand it any longer and asks the
Bartender "How can you afford to serve martinis as good as these for a dime
apiece?"

"Here's my story; I'm a retired farmer from Regina, and I always wanted
to own a bar. Last year I hit the lottery for $25 million and decided to
open this place. Every drink costs a dime, wine, liquor, beer, all the same."

"Wow. That's quite a story" says one of the men.

The four of them sipped at their martinis and couldn't help but notice
three other guys at the end of the bar who didn't have a drink in front of
them, and hadn't ordered anything the whole time they were there.

One man gestures at the three at the end of the bar without drinks and
asks the bartender, "What's with them?"

"Oh, they're Winnipegger's and they're waiting for Happy Hour."

[Chester Taje]

Right on