This weeks joke

Speaking of Cape York, the eastern beaches there are littered with plastic bottles and lids ….. almost all of them are from other countries, read: not Australian brands.
Pesky bottles have the tendancy to float... buggers. :eek:

On a beach near Barcelona a few years ago, the sand was littered with seemingly millions of bottle caps. Apparently the wind had carried the empty bottles away, neither were disposed of properly, just chucked into the environment.

Since a 25 cent deposit was introduced for every one-way bottle and can sold in Germany, the trash situation has considerably improved. Of course the beverage industry passes a large part of the costs of all this on to the consumer, but it has made for a cleaner environment, from which we all benefit.

Ok, back to the jokes... ;)

piet
 
Pesky bottles have the tendancy to float... buggers. :eek:

On a beach near Barcelona a few years ago, the sand was littered with seemingly millions of bottle caps. Apparently the wind had carried the empty bottles away, neither were disposed of properly, just chucked into the environment.

Since a 25 cent deposit was introduced for every one-way bottle and can sold in Germany, the trash situation has considerably improved. Of course the beverage industry passes a large part of the costs of all this on to the consumer, but it has made for a cleaner environment, from which we all benefit.

Ok, back to the jokes... ;)

piet

The joke is you get 25 cents and we get 10 cents…. back to funny jokes.
 
A husband said to his wife, "I was talking to the mailman, and he told me he's banged every woman on this block except for one." His wife answered, "I bet it's Claire."

It was the mailman’s last day on the job after 35 years of carrying the mail through all kinds of weather to the same neighborhood.
When he arrived at the first house on his route he was greeted by the whole family there, who congratulated him and sent him on his way with a big gift envelope.

At the second house they presented him with a box of fine cigars. The folks at the third house handed him a selection of terrific fishing lures.

At the fourth house he was met at the door by a strikingly beautiful woman in a revealing negligee. She took him by the hand, gently led him through the door, and led him up the stairs to the bedroom where she blew his mind with the most passionate love he had ever experienced.

When he had had enough they went downstairs, where she made him a cup of tea. After he’d drunk the tea she said “Now you can fuck off”

“Please explain”

“Well,” she said, “last night I told my husband that today would be your last day, and that we should do something special for you.

I asked him what to give you and he said, ‘Fuck him, give him a cup of tea and tell him to fuck off.’”
 
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