Whilst strolling round the harbour this morning about 8 am.
I noticed a
Muslim extremist slip from the quayside and fall into the
water.
He was struggling to stay afloat because of all the
explosives he had strapped to his waist.
If he didn’t get help he’d surely drown.
Being a responsible Canadian citizen, and abiding by the law
of the land
that requires you to help those in distress, I informed the
Police, the
Coastguard, the Immigration Office and even the Fire
Service.
It is now 4 p.m., he has drowned, and none of the
authorities have yet responded.
I’m starting to think I may have wasted four stamps.
The Shovel
I woke to have a pee in the middle of the night and noticed
a Muslim sneaking through my next door neighbor’s garden.
Suddenly my neighbour came from nowhere and smacked him over
the head
with a D Mouth Banjo shovel killing him instantly.
He then began to dig a grave with the shovel. Astonished, I
got back into bed.
My wife said, “ darling you’re shaking, what is it ? ”
“You’ll never believe what I’ve just seen” I said,
“That Bastard next door has still got my shovel”