Kerry's Komedy Klub

[Kerry]

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[Katie77]

Tom had been in Police work for 25 years. 
Finally sick of the stress, he quits his job and buys 50 acres of land in Alaska as far from humanity as possible.
He sees the postman once a week and gets
groceries once a month.
Otherwise it's total peace and quiet.

After six months or so of almost total isolation, someone knocks on his door. He opens it and
a huge, bearded man is standing there.

'Name's Cliff, your neighbor from forty miles
up the road. Having a Christmas party Friday 
night. Thought you might like to come at
about 5:00...'

'Great', says Tom, 'after six months out
here I'm ready to meet some local folks
Thank you.'

As Cliff is leaving, he stops. 'Gotta warn you.
Be some drinking'.'

'Not a problem' says Tom. 'After 25 years
in the business, I can drink with the best of 'em'.

Again, the big man starts to leave and stops.
'More 'n' likely gonna be some fighting' too.'

'Well, I get along with people, I'll be all right! .
I'll be there. Thanks again.'

'More'n likely be some wild sex, too,'

'Now that's really not a problem' says Tom,
warming to the idea. 'I've been all alone for
six months! I'll definitely be there. By the way,
what should I wear?'

'Don't much matter. Just gonna be the two of us.'

 




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[Kerry]

'Don't much matter. Just gonna be the two of us.'

   Love it!   

[Katie77]

HOW TO GO CAMPING WITH YOUR MATES......AUSSIE STYLE


Mick attended his 4 wheel drive clubs monthly meeting and had
> just told them he couldn't make the upcoming annual Innamincka trip
> because
> his missus wouldn't let him go.
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>            After copping "the under the thumb remarks and other derisive
> remarks" Mick left to go back home to the missus.
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> Later when Mick's mates started arriving to set up camp at Innamincka
> common
> the following week, who should be there but Mick sitting up in front of
> the
> Cooper , swag rolled out , fishing  rod in hand, and the camp oven roast
> stewing away in a hot bed of Coolabah coals.
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>            "Geez how did ya talk ya missus into letting you come here
> Mick?"  they asked
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> "I didn't have to," was Mick's reply, "When I left the meeting last week I
> went home disappointed and slumped down in my chair with a beer to drown
> my
> sorrows.  Suddenly the missus snuck up behind me and covered my eyes and
> said, 'Surprise'.
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> "When I peeled her hands back there she was standing there in a beautiful
> see through negligee and she said, 'Carry me into the bedroom and tie me
> to
> the bed and you can do what ever you want."
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>            SO HERE I AM