make me laugh

[Reefer Rogue]

MICHAEL JACKSON

Reefer Rogue Reviewed by Reefer Rogue on 06-14-2006. make me laugh im high and kinda grouchy a good joke a funny picture anything lets see whos the first to make me bust up Rating: 5

[jamstigator]

I don't have a good joke, but I will tell you the story of how 2 grams of hash cost the U.S. government one million dollars.

I was in the Army, stationed in Turkey. I worked 24 hours on, 72 hours off with an Army chick. (Kick ass, eh? That's almost two 3-day weekends every week!) Well, I decided after watching Midnight Express one night (banned in Turkey) that I wanted to try some kickass Turkish hash, so I talked to a Turk friend of mine about it.

Getting a couple of grams of hash was waaaaay harder than I thought it would be, I guess because they like throw you in prison forever if you get caught with it. We drove around a lot, switched cars, finally ended up meeting a guy in a tea house who slipped me the hash. Looked good, smelled good, wasn't expensive (because the dollar was mighty compared to the Turkish lira).

So, the next time my shift is up, I bring the hash and me and the Army chick smoke it. And it is goddamn POTENT, we're just blazed off our asses. Our job was working at a nuke-proof facility way out in the middle of nowhere, keeping an array of (brand new) Racal-Vadic 50,000 watt HF transmitters going. Each shift, we'd clean the dust out of a transmitter, preventive maintenance stuff.

Well, we open up the front plate of transmitter #10, and I tell the girl I'm going to shut the power down to it so we can do our work. Well, she spaces out right at that moment and taps the bottom of the giant tube inside the case with a grounding rod. There is an enormous brilliant blinding flash of light which blinds us both, and we smell molten metal and plastic.

I tell the chick, if I can't see in 30 minutes I'm going to kill her, and they'll find my blind ass laying next to her corpse when the next shift arrives in the morning. But our vision slowly returns, and in 10 mins we're okay. The transmitter, brand new, cost $1 million. And it is not in good shape at this point. In fact, it looks kinda like someone took a flamethrower to its innards, melted shit everywhere. It's completely destroyed.

Obviously, we're scared as hell at this point, not knowing what could happen to us. On the plus side, the hash is all gone. I tell her to let me handle it when the next shift arrives, and we spend an uneasy night waiting for our shift to end. The next shift arrives, which includes my boss, and I tell my him, "Hey, transmitter 10 just went down, not sure what the deal is. Anyway, we gotta catch the bus back to Izmir, so good luck with that!" And we brazenly walk by, get on the bus, and get the hell out of there.

By the time it's time for our next shift, four days have passed, and they ask us a few questions, and we stick to our story: we don't know what happened, transmitter just went down right before our shift ended. They couldn't prove we did it, so that was that.

The lesson: don't work on powerful electrical equipment when stoned off your ass on hash!

[friendowl]

jamstigator
that was funny

[orangeman]

Boo .

[muncheemama]

the american government=american taxpayers....thanks dude...

[bedake]

http://www.veoh.com/videoDetails.html?v=e78352JcfQJfpP

yay

[bedake]

This will deffinetly make you laugh!
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[JunkYard]

guy is in the market for a used motorcycle. He always wanted a big Harley. He shops around, answering ads in the newspaper, and is not having much luck. One day he comes across a beautiful classic Harley with a for sale" sign on it. Upon inspection, he is amazed to find the bike in mint condition. He inquires about it with the owner.

"This bike is beautiful! I'll take it. But you gotta tell me how you keep it in such good shape.


"Well," says the seller, "it's pretty simple. Just make sure that if the bike is outside and it's going to rain, rub Vaseline on the chrome. It protects it from the rain. In fact, since you're buying the bike I won't need my tube of Vaseline anymore. Here, you can have it." and he hands the buyer a tube of Vaseline.


The guy buys the bike and off he goes, a happy biker. He takes the bike over to show his girlfriend. She's ecstatic (being a Harley fan).


That night, he decides to ride the bike over to his girlfriend's parents' house. It's the first time he's going to meet them and figures it will make a big impression. When the couple gets to the house, the girlfriend grabs her boyfriend's arm.


"Honey," she says, "I gotta tell you something about my parents before we go in. When we eat dinner, we don't talk. In fact, the person who says anything during dinner has to do the dishes."


"No problem," he says. And in they go.


The boyfriend is astounded. Right smack in the middle of the living room is a huge stack of dirty dishes. In the family room, another huge stack of dishes. Piled up the stairs, dirty dishes. In fact, everywhere he looks, dirty dishes. They sit down to dinner and, sure enough, no one says a word.


As dinner progresses, the boyfriend decides to take advantage of the situation. So he leans over and kisses his girlfriend. No one says a word. So he decides to reach over and fondle her breasts. He looks at her parents, but still they keep quiet.


So he stands up, grabs his girlfriend, strips her naked, and they make love right on the dinner table. Still, no one says a word.


"Her Mom's kinda cute", he thinks. So he grabs his girlfriend's Mom and has his way with her right there on the dinner table. Again, total silence.


Then, the thunder claps, and a few raindrops hit the window. The boyfriend immediately thinks about his new Harley, so he stands up, and pulls the vaselin out of his pocket.


Suddenly the father stands up and shouts: "All right, fuck it! I'll do the damn dishes."

[go toke up]

This will deffinetly make you laugh!
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dude...... wtf?

[puffpuffand away]

Oh..

Now I think it's even more lame.. I need to smoke another bowl, then I'll re-read it!!

if u think this thread is so lame, why u keep poppin up here then...ur the lame 1...