Wednesday, July 23, 2008

They came from Canada.....

A Canadian is walking down the street with a case of beer under his arm.
His friend Doug stops him and asks,
"Hey Bob! Whacha get the case of beer for?"
"I got it for my wife, he." answers Bob.
"Oh!" exclaims Doug, "Good trade."


Did you hear about the war between Newfoundland and Nova Scotia?
The Newfies were lobbing hand grenades;
The Nova Scotians were pulling the pins and throwing them back.

In Canada they have two Seasons...
Six months of winter and six months of poor snow-mobiling.


One day an Englishman, an American, and a Canadian walked into a pub together.
They proceeded to each buy a pint of Molson Canadian.
Just as they were about to enjoy their beverage three flies landed in
each of their pints.
The Englishman pushed his beer away from him in disgust.
The American fished the offending fly out of his beer and continued
drinking it as if nothing had happened.
The Canadian picked the fly out of his drink and started shaking it
over the pint, yelling, "SPIT IT OUT, SPIT IT OUT YOU BASTARD!!"


A Quebec guest, staying in a hotel in Edmonton phoned room service for
some pepper.
"Black pepper, or white pepper?" asked the concierge.
"Toilette pepper!"


On the first day of Grade Three, little Chris Warrick's teacher asked
the students to count to 50.
Many of them did very well, some getting as high as 37.
But, Chris did extremely well; he made it to 100 with only 3 mistakes.
At home he told his Dad how well he had done.
Dad told him,
"That's because you are from Newfoundland, son."
The next day, in language class, the teacher asked students to recite
the alphabet.
Some made it to the letter "k" with only one mistake, but Chris outdid
them again.
He made it all the way through, missing only the letter "m".
That evening, he once again brought his Dad up to date and Dad explained to him,
"That's because you are from Newfoundland, son".
The next day, after Physical Education, the boys were taking showers.
Chris noted that, compared to the other boys in his grade, he seemed
overly "well-endowed".
This confused him.
That night, he asked his Dad,
"Dad, they all have little tiny ones, but mine is ten times bigger
than theirs. Is that because I'm from Newfoundland?"
"No, son," explained Dad, "That's because you're 18!"


An American, a Scot and a Canadian were in a terrible car accident.
They were all brought to the same emergency room, but all three of
them died before they arrived.
Just as they were about to put the toe tag on the American, he stirred
and opened his eyes.
Astonished, the doctors and nurses present asked him what happened.
"Well," said the American, "I remember the crash, and then there was a
beautiful light, and then the Canadian and the Scot and I were
standing at the Gates of heaven.
St. Peter approached us and said that we were all too young to die,
and that for a donation of $50, we could return to the earth.
So, of course I pulled out my wallet and gave him the $50, and the
next thing I knew I was back here."
"That's amazing!" said one of the doctors, "But, what happened to the
other two?"
"Last I saw them," replied the American, "the Scot was haggling over
the price and the Canadian was waiting for the government to pay for
his."