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August 8, 2006 at 1:12 pm #1467911thSignalParticipant
What do you call a dog with five pricks????
Lulu and Take That
Old I know but found it very funny although I’d had 8 pints at the time
August 8, 2006 at 5:24 pm #31769XDCsPUNKerParticipantTis like the oldie
What do you call a dog with wings?
:Linda McCartney
Which leads me to another anechdote :
Whilst doing this last film with Sienna Guillory she told me about when she used to model and remembers a time at one event where everyone was cracking jokes. She proceded to crack a few herself and promptly ended when she told the particular joke above. The whole place just went dead and every person there gave her the evils and didnt talk to her. It turns out that the clothes she was modeling and all the entourage belonged to none other than Stella McCartney.
Talk about puting your foot right in and kicking it about for good measure! 😈August 8, 2006 at 8:42 pm #31770XDC-snellParticipantTony Blair called Gordon Brown into his office one day and said, ‘Gordon I have a great idea! We are going to go all out to win back Middle England’. ‘Good idea PM, how will we go about it?’ said Brown. ‘Well’ said Blair ‘ we’ll get ourselves one of those long Barbour coats, some proper wellies a stick and a flat cap, oh and a Labrador. Then we’ll really look the part. We’ll go to a nice old country pub, in Much Something or other or one of those villages and we’ll show we really enjoy the Countryside’ ‘Right PM’ said Brown.
So a few days later, all kitted out and with the requisite Labrador at heel, they set off from London in a westerly direction. Eventually they arrived at just the place they were looking for and found a lovely country pub and, with the dog, went in and up to the bar.
‘Good evening Landlord, may we have two pints of your best ale, from the Wood’ said Blair.
‘Good evening Prime Minister’ said the landlord,’ two pints of best it is, coming up’.
Blair and Brown stood leaning on the bar drinking their beer and chatting, nodding now and again to those who came into the bar for a drink. The dog lay quietly at their feet.
All of a sudden, the door from the adjacent bar opened and in came a grizzled old shepherd, complete with crook. He walked up to the Labrador, lifted it’s tail and looked underneath, shrugged his shoulders and walked back to the other bar. A few moments later, in came another old shepherd with his crook. He walked up to the dog, lifted it’s tail, looked underneath, scratched his head and went back to the other bar.
Over the course of the next hour or so another four or five shepherds came in, lifted the dog’s tail and went away looking puzzled.
Eventually Blair and Brown could stand it no longer and called the Barman over.
‘Tell me’ said Blair, ‘ why did all those old shepherds come in and look under the dog’s tail like that? Is it an old custom?’
‘Good Lord no,’ said the barman. ‘Its just that someone went in and told them that there was a Labrador in this bar with two arseholes’!
August 9, 2006 at 8:47 am #31771XDCOldPhartParticipanttee hee hee, chortle
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