Joke Friday


An Australian guy goes into a bar in the Greek Islands. Jill, the Australian barmaid takes his order and notices his Australian accent. Over the course of the night they talk quite a bit. At the end of the night he asks her if she wants to have sex with him. Although she is attracted to him she says no. He then offers to pay her $200 for the deed. Jill is travelling the world and because she is short of funds she agrees.
The next night the guy turns up again and after showing her plenty of attention throughout the night he asks if she will sleep with him again for $200. She figures in for a penny in for a pound - and it was fantastic the night before - so she agrees. This goes on for 5 nights. On the sixth night the guy comes into the bar, but this night he orders a beer and just goes and sits in the corner. Jill is disappointed and thinks that maybe she should pay him more attention. She goes over and sits next to him. She asks him where he is from and he tells her Melbourne. "So am I" she says.
"What suburb in Melbourne." "Glen Iris" he says. "That's amazing" she says, "so am I - what street?" "Cameo street" he says." "This is unbelievable" she says, "what number?" He says "Number 20" and she is astonished. "You are not going to believe this" she says, "I'm from number 22 and my parents still live there!"
"I know" he says "your father gave me $1,000 to give you!"


The Curmudgeon said...

That's cute.

Patry Francis' hand blower piece yesterday -- and the comments -- put me in mind of this oldie that I thought I'd share with you on your Joke Friday:

Three men are in the men's room answering nature's call. The first one finishes up, walks over to the sink and thoroughly soaps up, and scrubs his hands vigorously. "I'm from Haaaarvard," he said, "and there I was taught the importance of good hygiene."

The second man, having concluded his business, goes over to the adjacent sink, rolls up his sleeves, and proceeds to soap and scrub like he was prepping for surgery. "Really?" he asked the first man. "Well, I'm from Yale, and there we learned that cleanliness is next to godliness."

The third man was also finished now. He zipped up and walked out the washroom door, bypassing the sink entirely, except to pause and tell the two handwashers, "Well, I'm from Chicago, and there I was taught not to pee on my hands."

Matt said...

That is a great one -- and a great way to end what has been an exhausting week at work. Thanks for the laugh!

Hope your weekend is a good one,

rdl said...

Curmudgeon= good one, i like it - coulda used it for a joke friday post - always looking for new material.
Matt -Thanks, yes laughter is the best medicine isn't it. good wkend to you too!

MB said...


rdl, I hope you are feeling a little better these days, or at least very soon!

ipanema said...

This is hilarious rdl. That cheat of a man!

That's funny too the curmudgeon. :)

Miss Cellania said...

Funny! I thought it was going to lead up to him offering her far less money... you know that joke:

"What do you think I am?"

"We've established that, now we're just negotiating the price."

KELSO'S NUTS said...

I'll start off "Joke Friday" with a perfectly clean joke suitable for all ages.

A talking Bassett Hound goes into an employment agency looking for a job lead and asks to see a counselor. A counselor is only too eager to help this fascinating canine and logically asks the dog: "Well, have you tried the circus?"

To which the dog responds: "Why would the circus need a plumber?"