Friday, September 29, 2006

International relations, as it were.


An American and a Canadian are sitting together on a plane. After takeoff, the Canadian leans back, takes off his shoes and begins to relax. The American, who's penned in at the window, says, "Sorry to trouble you, but my call light is broken. Could you get me a beer?"

"No problem," says the Canadian and heads for the galley to get the beer, at which point the American bends down and spits in the Canadian's shoes. The Canadian returns with the beer and settles back into his seat.

Upon landing, the Canadian puts on his shoes and immediately realizes what has happened. "Ah, hell," he asks the American, "why does it always have to be this way? This constant fighting between our nations, this animosity, this spitting in shoes, this pissing in beers ..."

1 comment:

Ti-Guy said...

Here's my favourite:

In a train there was a Canadian, an American, a spectacular looking blonde and a frightfully awful looking fat lady.

The train happens to pass through a dark tunnel, and the unmistakable sound of a slap is heard.

When they leave the tunnel, the American had a big red slap mark on his cheek.

- The blonde thought - "that American son of a bitch wanted to touch me and by mistake, he must have put his hand on the fat lady, who in turn must have slapped his face"

-- The fat lady thought - "this dirty old American laid his hands on the blond and she smacked him"

-- The American thought - "That damned Canadian put his hand on that blond and by mistake she slapped me"

-- The Canadian thought - "I hope there's another tunnel soon so I can smack that stupid American again"