“A beautiful celery walked into a bar,” the soldier said. “She sat down at the bar and ordered a drink and the bartender said, say. You look like a nice girl. Why don’t you go over there and talk to that carrot over there. He’s a nice man.”
I opened my eyes wide.
“No, the beautiful celery said. I feel too sad for that. I just broke up and I’m just not ready for that.”
“Ah…” I said sympathetically. “She’s got a broken heart.”
“Yeah but the bartender said, then how about that cauliflower over there, the one shooting pool. He is also a pretty good guy.”
“No, no, I just can’t do it, celery said. I just broke up with mushroom and he’s the only fung guy around here.”
I roared.
“You like my joke, P.”
“I do.”
“Well I have to make these things up. I have to work to do this for you, P. This is work.”
Fun guy!! HA!!!
I just love me some silly jokes!!
Sounds like its a lot of fun for your Soldier to make you laugh, even if he seems to call that “work”. Most days I love going to work, its what I love doing.
kingsley
LMAO!
Oh lord, hahahaha
oh heavens … a real fun guy …..
I love it!
So a mushroom walks into a bar and the bartender says, “We don’t serve your kind in here.” “Why not,” the mushroom asks, “ain’t I a fungi?”
*rimshot*
😀