Lost Dog.

A traveler comes to rest at a monistry high in the hills. He spends the night in a dormitory full of monks. During the night the monks take turns shouting out numbers 25...peels of laughter 40! is followed by much hooting...At breakfat the next morning the traveler asks one of the monks what was going on...the monk tells him that all the monks have heard each others jokes so often that now they have numbered them so they just have to shout out the numbers to save time.That night the traveler decides to join in....after a few numbers have been shouted out he tries his hand....19! he cries to be met with stoney silence....47! nothing....he gives up and falls asleep a little perplexed....The next morning at breakfast he asked one of the monks if 19 and 47 were not amoung thier numbered jokes as no one had laughed.....No thats not it said the monk.
.Some people just cant tell em....47 is an absolute belter....

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A little girl asked her Mum, "Mum, may I take the dog for a walk around the park?" Mum replies, "No, because she is in heat" "What's that mean?" asked the child. "Go ask your Dad. I think he's in the garage." The little girl goes to the garage and says, "Daddy, may I take Pippa for a walk around the park? I asked my Mum, but she said the dog was in heat, and to come to you." Dad said, "Umm bring Pippa over here." He took a rag, soaked it with petrol, and scrubbed the dog's backside with it to disguise the scent, and said "OK, you can go now, but keep Pippa on the lead and only go one time round the park." The little girl left, and returned a few minutes later with no dog on the lead. Surprised, Dad asked, "Where's Pippa?"

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The little girl said, "She ran out of petrol about halfway down the Park road.......... So another dog is pushing her home.

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