A place for me to pour out my rants without clogging the inboxes of my friends and family. Also a place to give info on myself and Mary, our family news and events.
I'm going for offensive here, so no holds are barred. If you're easily offended...go somewhere else.
Published on July 10, 2006 By Rightwinger In Humor
A faggot walks into a bar and plops his ass down next to a big, burly nigger.
He leans over to the black guy and whispers, "You wanna get a blow job?"
Man! The nigger jumps up and beats the living hell out of the queer, kicks his ass and throws him out into the street.
He comes back over to the bar and sits down.
"Holy shit, Leroy!" the bartender says; "what the hell'd he say to you?"
"Aw, I dunno....somethin' 'bout gettin' a job."


Let the outcry begin.

Comments
on Jul 10, 2006
"Don't touch me, I'm on disability!"
----LW





Thanks...I'll have to remember that.
on Jul 10, 2006
Me likey very much... must be gettin' late.
on Jul 10, 2006
Every angle of that joke is offensive, which is funny in itself!

But I won't be re-telling it anytime soon
on Jul 10, 2006
But I won't be re-telling it anytime soon


My thoughts exactly. funny, but I'm not probably sharing it . . .

Thanks for the late-night laugh, though . . .
on Jul 11, 2006
at both jokes!
on Jul 11, 2006
I am deeply offended by these seriously racists attempts at humor.

I had to wait until I stopped laughing to type this.
on Jul 11, 2006
on Jul 12, 2006
Oh my goodness, are these real JUsers laughing at ethnic humor?
---LW

I know! I'm appalled! I think we've uncovered something here, LW......


Chinaman says.."Iceburg, Goldberg, Steinberg, you all the same to meee!"
---LW





Here's one:

One day, the First Little Pig was working in his garden when he sees the Big, Bad Wolf coming up the road. The wolf huffs and puffs and blows down his house of straw.
He runs squealing to his brother's, the second Pig, with the house of sticks.

The wolf arrives, and huffs and puffs and blows that house down, too. They both run squealing to their third brother's house, the pig with the house of bricks. They squeal that the "Wolf is coming! The Wolf is coming!"
Brick Piggy calmly picks up the phone and dials.

The wolf arrives and begins huffing and puffing. As he's doing so, two dark, nondescript sedans pull up and out jump all these pigs in fedoras, wearing silk suits and lots of gold chains and pinky rings.
They all pull out ballbats and begin beating the shit out of the wolf, then one comes up and puts a pistol against his head and kills him. They then proceed to dump him in the trunk of one of the sedans, and drive off.

"Who was that?" the first two pigs ask.
The third pig replies: "Those were our cousins, the Guinea Pigs."

Long buildup for that payoff, but there you have it.