Al and Frank were bungee-jumping one day. Al says to
Frank, “You know, we
could make a lot of money running our own
bungee-jumping service in Mexico.”. Frank thinks this
is a great idea, so
they pool their money and buy everything they’ll
need… a tower, an elastic
cord, insurance, etc.
They travel to Mexico and begin to set up on the
square. As they are
constructing the tower, a crowd begins to assemble.
Slowly, more and more
people gather to watch them at work. When they had
finished, there was such a
crowd they thought it would be a good idea to give a
demonstration. So, Al
jumps. He bounces at the end of the cord, but when he
comes back up, Frank
notices
that he has a few cuts and scratches. Unfortunately,
Frank isn’t able to
catch him and he falls again, bounces and comes back up
again. This time, he
is bruised and bleeding. Again, Frank misses him. Al
falls again and bounces
back up. This time he comes back
pretty messed up-he’s got a couple of broken bones and
is almost
unconscious. Luckily, Frank finally catches him this
time and
says, “What happened? Was the cord too long?”. Barely
able to speak, Al
gasps… “No, the bungee cord was fine…It was the
crowd. What the hell is a
piñata?”.
“What the hell is a piñata?”
pi·ña·ta: : a decorated vessel (as a pottery jar) filled with candies, fruits, and gifts and hung from the ceiling to be broken with sticks by blindfolded persons as part of especially Latin-American festivities (as at Christmas or for a birthday party)
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tooo good!
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Is it progress when a cannibal uses a knife and fork?
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goood one
My strength is the strength of ten because my heart is pure…
Ha ha ha!
Poor guy!
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