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  1. #1
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    Default Market Stall Groaner

    A man is stranded in the desert dying of thirst. As he crawls along he spots something on the horizon. As he gets closer, he sees the objects are market stalls.


    He goes to the first stall and pleads for water. The stall holder tells him he only sells jelly with broken biscuit in it.


    He crawls to the next stall and and pleads for water put the stall holder tells him he only serves cold custard.


    He crawls to the final stall and pleads for water. The stall holder tells him he only sells whipped cream.


    The man cries in anguish and asks why the market only sells jelly, cold custard and whipped cream but no water.


    One of the stall holder’s replies “Yes, it is a trifle bizarre, isn’t it?!”
    To grow old is mandatory, growing up is optional.

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    The person who never made a mistake never made anything

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    Quote Originally Posted by rwbuild View Post

    You were warned.

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    He was a luckier than the other thirsty bloke in the desert.

    A fleeing Taliban terrorist,desperate for water, was plodding through the Afghan desert when he saw something far off in the distance. Hoping to find water, he hurried toward the mirage, only to find a very frail old man standing at a small makeshift display rack - selling masks.

    TheTaliban terrorist asked, "Do you have water?"

    The man replied, "I have no water. Would you like to buy a mask? Theyare only $5."

    TheTaliban shouted hysterically, "Idiot Infidel! I do not need such an over priced western adornment. I spit on your masks. I need water!”

    "Sorry,I have none, just masks - and only $5."

    "Pahh! A curse on your masks! I should wrap one around your scrawny little neck and choke the life out of you but . . . I must conserve my energy and find water!"

    "Okay,"said the old man. “It does not matter that you do not want to buy a mask from me, or that you hate me, threaten my life, and call me infidel. I will show you that I am bigger than any of that. If you continue over that hill to the east for about two miles, you will find a restaurant. It has the finest food and all the ice-cold water you need. Go In Peace."


    Cursing him again, the desperate Taliban staggered away, over the hill.

    Several hours later, he crawled back, almost dead, and gasped, "They won't let me in without a mask!"

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