MNFINFAN
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On a deserted island, the following people are stranded:
Two Italian men and an Italian woman.
Two French men and a French woman.
Two German men and a German woman.
Two Greek men and a Greek woman.
Two English men and an English woman.
Two Bulgarian men and a Bulgarian woman.
Two Japanese men and a Japanese woman.
Two Chinese men and a Chinese woman.
Two Australian men and an Australian woman.
Two American men and an American woman.
Two Scotsmen and a Scots woman.
A month later:
One Italian man has killed the other Italian man for the Italian woman.
The two French men and the French woman are living happily together
in menage-a-trois.
The two German men have a strict weekly schedule of alternating
visits with the German woman.
The two Greek men are sleeping with each other and the Greek woman is
cleaning and cooking for them.
The two English men are waiting for someone to introduce them to the
English woman.
The two Bulgarian men have taken one look at the endless ocean and
another at the Bulgarian woman and started swimming.
The two Japanese have faxed Tokyo and are awaiting instructions.
The two Chinese men have set up a pharmacy/liquor store/restaurant/
laundry, and have got the woman pregnant in order to supply employees
for their store.
The two Australia men are surfing and the Australian woman is sitting
on the beach cheering them.
The two American men are contemplating suicide, because the American
woman keeps on complaining about her body, the true nature of
feminism, how she can do everything they can do, the necessity of
fulfillment, the equal division of household chores, how sand and
palm trees make her look fat, how her last boyfriend respected her
opinion and treated her nicer than they do and how her relationship
with her mother is improving.
Meanwhile, the two Scotsmen have set up a distillery. They don’t
remember if sex is in the picture because it gets sort of foggy after
the first few liters of coconut whisky. But they're satisfied because
at least the English aren't having any fun.
Enjoy I hope, maybe it is my twisted English humour but I find ****ing hilarious!
PS Add any other jokes you think we might find funny. I also enjoy a good laugh.
Two Italian men and an Italian woman.
Two French men and a French woman.
Two German men and a German woman.
Two Greek men and a Greek woman.
Two English men and an English woman.
Two Bulgarian men and a Bulgarian woman.
Two Japanese men and a Japanese woman.
Two Chinese men and a Chinese woman.
Two Australian men and an Australian woman.
Two American men and an American woman.
Two Scotsmen and a Scots woman.
A month later:
One Italian man has killed the other Italian man for the Italian woman.
The two French men and the French woman are living happily together
in menage-a-trois.
The two German men have a strict weekly schedule of alternating
visits with the German woman.
The two Greek men are sleeping with each other and the Greek woman is
cleaning and cooking for them.
The two English men are waiting for someone to introduce them to the
English woman.
The two Bulgarian men have taken one look at the endless ocean and
another at the Bulgarian woman and started swimming.
The two Japanese have faxed Tokyo and are awaiting instructions.
The two Chinese men have set up a pharmacy/liquor store/restaurant/
laundry, and have got the woman pregnant in order to supply employees
for their store.
The two Australia men are surfing and the Australian woman is sitting
on the beach cheering them.
The two American men are contemplating suicide, because the American
woman keeps on complaining about her body, the true nature of
feminism, how she can do everything they can do, the necessity of
fulfillment, the equal division of household chores, how sand and
palm trees make her look fat, how her last boyfriend respected her
opinion and treated her nicer than they do and how her relationship
with her mother is improving.
Meanwhile, the two Scotsmen have set up a distillery. They don’t
remember if sex is in the picture because it gets sort of foggy after
the first few liters of coconut whisky. But they're satisfied because
at least the English aren't having any fun.
Enjoy I hope, maybe it is my twisted English humour but I find ****ing hilarious!
PS Add any other jokes you think we might find funny. I also enjoy a good laugh.
