Today's Cartoons & Funny Pictures

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I posted the carton elsewhere with no issues so I don't understand why it didn't work here. Too bad because it was the best ever.

Quality speaks for itself...

Jolly good sport chaps, but no use whipping a dead donkey, it creates waves . Good self discipline gives a man true character , pain is just electrical signals in the brains circuits after all gentlefolk.
 Us & them , "us" are trying to get out by any kind of horseplay, and "them" are a trying to get in by any kind of horseplay, I will have to put full armour on sirs....

I loved playing all kinds of sport as a young lad with my mates, but rough "fives " was my school favourite, against a wall .Never felt challenged to compete but I held some school javelin records. But I hate watching rich jocks  prancing around playing ball like puffed up prima donnas, on tv or stadium. But I had a small snooker/ billiard table as a kid & I still have one now, but none of my mates play. A great indoor game snooker / billiards, but fives and billiards are British classics. I have tried several gyms for fitness, but they all seemed to be up themselves ...
i even tried Kung fu  & tai chi as a mature student, but wushu dancing is all very well, to look pretty in silken chingywood movies, but I am sorry I got involved with the Kong & the dark triad side...that backs them up in Chinatown..but they take personal satisfaction in being offensive.....that is another story.

You  do not understand doctor my wife is a civilised lady and wanted me to have a bigger manhood not the rack, I do not speak medic lingo , God help my marriage now.

Have you heard the one about Mohamhed Ali in Rochdale , Lancashire, his four wives had seen about Christian Carribean yardies and their happy family love lives and wanted to keep up with the Jones' so devout Mohamhed want to His NHS GP, newly qualified Miss Moneypenny , to talk it over about cosmetic surgery down under. Being a pious Sufi , Mohamhed, piously said that he was looking for something from the perfumed garden to grow for the celestial fountain and impress his four beautiful dove wives, so Dr Moneypenny being a good English Rose and keen permaculturist gardener , gave him a little packet and said put these in a pot with good fertile compost and water them with holy water, over Ramadan.
So the pious Sufi relieved at the advances of medical science & he did not need a a painful operation, down under,. Obeyed the pretty doctor.
Several weeks later some fine cucumbers emerged from the fertile British earth , disappointed the devout Mohamed took them along to his imman to explain and seek some proper Muslim science , but the learned Immam being a faithful jihadi, slapped the devout Sufi for going to infidel medic whores, and cut off the poor Sufis private parts with his Damascus scimitar he had above the Koran on the wall.
The moral of the story is , "he who grows cucumbers should not restrain them in a pot for the blood seed of Islam flows free."

Been too long sice we've had this type pf humor posted. Well done and let the dogs run.

Great, Frank.