three men in a pub.

[inaneredstripe]

An Australian, an Irishman and a Scouser are in a bar.
They're staring at another man sitting on his own at a table in the corner.
He's so familiar, and not recognising him is driving them mad.
They stare and stare, until suddenly the Irishman twigs: "My God, it's Jesus!"

Sure enough, it is Jesus, nursing a pint.
Thrilled, they send him over a pint of Guinness, a pint of Fosters and
a pint of bitter.

Jesus accepts the drinks, smiles over at the three men, and drinks the pints
slowly, one after another. After he's finished the drinks, Jesus approaches the trio. He reaches for the hand of the Irishman and shakes it, thanking him for the Guinness.

When he lets go, the Irishman gives a cry of amazement: "My God! The
arthritis I've had for 30 years is gone. It's a miracle!"

Jesus then shakes the Aussie's hand, thanking him for the lager.
As he lets go, the man's eyes widen in shock."Strewth mate, the bad
back I've had all my life is completely gone! It's a miracle."

Jesus then approaches the Scouser who knocks over a chair and a
table in trying to get away from the Son of God.
"What's wrong?" says Jesus

The Scouser shouts,"****** off, I'm on disability benefit!"

 

[Double_Agent]

 

[Cobra]

 

[inaneredstripe]

pinched from visor down a biker website, but funny.

 

[Rhodese]

Great stuff.
Sometime back I used to go to listen to a local jazz pianist by the name of Tommy Burton (Deceased god bless him), a great musician and raconteur, he always had a pint on the top of the Joanna, best bitter never lager he often made the comment “Do you know why the ozzies put four Xs on their beer” “no tom” cry the crowd” because the can’t spell p*** “replies tom.

 

[antc]

LOL

 

[Adamski]

:razz:

 

[inaneredstripe]