here's one told by the late great Stax man -Rufus Thomas ("Walking the
Dog") -

a kid comes home from school crying and runs into his bedroom - slams the
door
his dad - alarmed by this, goes and check on his son
dad asks "Son - what's the matter?"
son says "I lost the spelling bee today"
dad says "What?!  You studied all week for that. What the hell happened?
What word did you misspell?"
son says "Posse"
dad says "Well, damn son - there's your problem - you can't even say it
right!"




                                                                                
                                         
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> anyone got any good jokes?

Shamelessly copied from another list:

noddy holder goes into a boutique in central brum to buy an outfit for the
1974 totp xmas special.

'owright, nod!' shouts the assistant, 'what can we dow for yow today?'

nod replies, 'oid like to buy some roight special gear off yow, its gotta
be
woild woild woild cos its chriiiiiiiiiiiistmas!'

the assistant goes into the back, and brings nod a pair of ultra-woild loon
pants. nod tries on the loon pants and yelps 'these are fookin fantastic!
oill 'ave 'em, luv!'

she brings him a sexy tightfitting puce satin shirt with collars that reach
as far as dudley. nod nearly wets himself in front of the mirror. 'oi tell
yow wot, mate, this shirt is fookin fantastic!'

the girl brings out a foot tall mirrored top hat. nod nearly jizzes in his
pants. she furnishes him with her finest 11-inch tall red snakeskin
platform
boots. nod looks the bollocks. finally, an hour later, nod is togged up.
he's ready to go, but the assistant looks him over and isnt quite happy.

'noddy', she says, 'do you know, i reckon what yow need is a kipper tie.'

nod replies: 'aw, cheers, luv! milk two sugars please!'




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