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Three men arrive in hell

A Mexican, a Russian and a Frenchman arrive in hell when the devil appears in front of them. He says that to get out of hell, they must each complete three tasks: make love to a woman 100 times, kill a bear, and drink 100 shots of tequila.
The Frenchman, being French, decides to start with making love to the woman 100 times. He starts out well, but after a few hours he is too exhausted to complete the task and is thrown into lava.
The Russian, being Russian, decides to kill the bear first. Almost as soon as he enters the arena he is mauled to death.
The Mexican, being Mexican, decides to drink the 100 shots of tequila first. After downing the last one, he stumbles off to kill the bear.
Several hours later, he returns to Satan and says: "So where is this woman I have to kill?"

Category: Nations • 25 Oct 2016 • by pilot

Describe me

Wife: "How would you describe me?"
Wife: "What does that mean?"
Husband: "Adorable, beautiful, cute, delightful, elegant, fashionable, gorgeous, and hot."
Wife: "Aw, thank you, but what about IJK?"
Husband: "I'm just kidding!"

Monster in the bedroom

A man returned home earlier than usual. His son met him, very upset, and crying, "Daddy, there's a monster in your bedroom." "There's a what?" "A monster. And he's hidden in mummy's wardrobe." So the man went upstairs, found his wife in bed and opened the wardrobe door. Inside, his oldest friend tried vainly to hide himself behind a rack of dresses. "Twenty years, you've been my friend," bellowed the husband, pulling his former friend out by the hair, "And the best thing you can find to do is frighten my little boy.

Police stops a speeding motorist

A police officer in a small town stopped a speeding motorist.
"But, officer...", the man began, "...I can explain!"
"Just be quiet!" snapped the officer. "You're going to jail until the chief gets back."
"But, officer, I just wanted to say..."
"And I said to keep quiet! You're going to jail!"
A few hours later the officer looked in on his prisoner and said: "Lucky for you that the chief is at his daughter's wedding. He will be in a good mood when he gets back."
"Don't count on it!" answered the fellow in the cell. "I'm the groom!"