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geschrieben am: 12.07.2002 um 12:15 Uhr
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hat auch mal noch ein paar Sprüche (die fielen mal im englischunterricht)
She ist waiting on her friend
(tzzt)
Girls wear bi hi (bh)
I want green bones with fresh flies
(k*tz)
That is it yes!
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geschrieben am: 12.07.2002 um 15:09 Uhr
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Mr. Franz Pelvisbuilder -> Herr Franz Beckenbauer
I have big Go-Home-Wheel-Corners -> hab ich selbst erfunden. ;-) |
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geschrieben am: 07.11.2002 um 01:40 Uhr
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also erstmal das vielleicht bekannteste:
when do i become a beafsteak (become ist nÃcht bekommen ;-) und das niemals im restaurant wiederholen)
i lie myself on thes snout
who digs a hole falls self in
no force the drugs
understand you me not?
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geschrieben am: 03.06.2003 um 14:18 Uhr
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huhuuuu ... vielleicht können wir den thread doch nochmal a bissi aufleben lassen ;-)
hab wieder nachschub an englischen witzen bekommen ...
und wenn ihr mögt dann setz ich die nach und nach hier rein
viel spass :-))
>>>>An Asian lady married an English gentleman and they
>>>>lived happily ever after in London. However, the poor
>>>>lady was not very proficient in English, but did
>>>>manage to communicate with her husband. The real
>>>>problem arose whenever she had to shop for groceries.
>>>>One day, she went to the butcher and wanted to buy
>>>>chicken legs. She didn't know how to put forward her
>>>>request, and in desperation, lifted up her skirt to
>>>>show her thighs. The butcher got the message and the
>>>>lady went home with chicken legs.
>>>>The next day, she needed to get chicken breasts.
>>>>Again, she didn't know how say it, and so she
>>>>unbuttoned her blouse to show the butcher her breast.
>>>>The lady got what she wanted.
>>>>The 3rd day, the poor lady needed to buy sausages.
>>>>Unable to find a way to communicate this, she brought
>>>>her husband to the store...
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>>>>Hellooooooo, her husband speaks English!!!!! Now get
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geschrieben am: 03.06.2003 um 14:23 Uhr
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Von mir auch einer :-)
Paddy had been drinking at his local Dublin pub all day and
most of the night celebrating Irelands win over Australia.
Mick, the bartender says, "You'll not be drinking anymore
tonight Paddy".
Paddy replies "OK Mick, I'll be on my way then." Paddy spins
around on his stool and steps off only to fall flat on his
face. "Shite" he says and pulls himself up by the stool and
dusts himself off.
He takes a step towards the door and falls flat on his face
again. He looks to the doorway and thinks to himself that if
he can just get to the door and get some fresh air he'll be
fine. He belly crawls to the door and shimmies up the door
frame. He sticks his head outside and takes a deep breath of
fresh air, feels much better and takes a step out onto the
sidewalk and again falls flat on his face.
"I'm fockin' focked," he says. He can see his house just a
few doors down, and crawls to the door and shimmies up the
door frame, opens the door and shimmies inside.He takes a
look up the stairs and says "No fockin' way". He crawls up
the stairs to his bedroom door and says "I can make it to
bed". He takes a step into the room and falls flat on his
face yet again.
He says "Fock it" and falls into bed.
The next morning, his wife, Jess, comes into the room
carrying a cup of coffee and says, "Get up Paddy, did you
have a bit to drink last night?".
Paddy says, "I did Jess, i was fockin' pissed. But how'd you know?".
"Mick called. You left your wheelchair at the pub 
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geschrieben am: 06.06.2003 um 09:21 Uhr
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sex, sex und nochmal sex ... ;-)
Subject: What's It Like In The Hereafter
A couple made a deal that whoever died first would come back and inform the
other of the afterlife. Their biggest fear was that there was no heaven.
After a long life, the husband was the first to go, and true to his word, he
made contact.... "Mary... Mary...."
"Is that you, Fred?"
"Yes Mary, I've come back like we agreed."
"What's it like?"
"Well, I get up in the morning, I have sex. I have breakfast, I have sex. I
bathe in the sun, and then I have sex twice. I have lunch, then sex pretty
much all afternoon. After supper, I have sex until late at night. The next
day it starts again."
"Oh, Fred you surely must be in heaven."
"Not exactly -- I'm a rabbit in Idaho!" |
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geschrieben am: 12.06.2003 um 00:32 Uhr
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geschrieben am: 13.06.2003 um 10:26 Uhr
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Monica's back
Monica Lewinsky walked into her dry cleaning store and told the older man at
the counter," I've got another dress for you to clean."
Slightly hard of hearing, the clerk replied, "Come again?" "No" she said....
"Horseradish."
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geschrieben am: 13.06.2003 um 17:06 Uhr
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öhm ihr schreibt ein Threat "Englisch wörtlich übersetzt"
Wo ist das Deutsch denn hin? oder kann das keiner? gg |
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geschrieben am: 16.06.2003 um 18:57 Uhr
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| Also irgendwie steh ich auf'm Schlauch... |
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