Your Weekly Laugh

Without a doubt, Monday's suck. Here at the Morale Office, we would like to try and make your Monday's just a little more bearable, by giving you a laugh to get you through the week. Therefore, every Sunday, the Morale Office will be posting a new joke, anecdote, or humourous comment on our Weekly Laugh Page, just to put a smile on your face and strength to fight yourself through the upcoming week.

If you have one such joke, something to put a smile on your fellow Imperials' faces, a bright note to start the week, then please forward it to HC:MO/RA Rendl Dronshed at [email protected]. After all we always need a good laugh!

 

CONDOMS
Submitted by Colonel Thrawn

A father and his little boy went into a local drugstore to pick up a prescription. While in the store the little boy was browsing around and came upon a rather large display for condoms.
The little boy looked at all the brightly colored packages and the different types and quantities. Then, suddenly, the little boy finds his father and asks him, "Daddy, what are all those condoms?"
The father, stuttered, and said, "Well, they are for protection, son. Protection from diseases when a man and a woman make love."
The little boy contemplated the concept for a few moments and then asked his father, "Then why do these come in a package of three?"
The father coyly answered, "Those are for young men who are still in high school. One for Friday night, Saturday night, and Sunday afternoon."
"Uh-huh" said the little boy, "Then, why are these in packages of six?"
The father smirked, "Those are for young men who are in college. There are two for Friday night, two for Saturday, and two Sunday afternoon."
"Wow!" said the little boy in amazement.
He then asked, "Well, then daddy, why are these packaged a dozen at a time?"

The father confidently answered, "Those, my son, are for married men. One for January, one for February...."

 

THE BEER'S PRAYER
Submitted by Colonel Thrawn

Our lager,
Which art in barrels,
Hallowed be thy drink.
Thy will be drunk,
(I will be drunk),
At home as in the tavern.
Give us this day our foamy head,
And forgive us our spillages,
As we forgive those who spill against us.
And lead us not to incarceration,
But deliver us from hangovers.
For thine is the beer, The bitter and The lager.
Forever and ever,
Barmen

 

NEWLYWEDS
Submitted by Colonel Thrawn

It seems that a young couple had just got married and spent their wedding night with the young mans parents.
In the morning the mother got up and prepared a lovely breakfast, went to the bottom of the stairs and called for them to come down for breakfast. After a long wait the family ate without the newlyweds.
The mother said "I wonder why they never came down to eat."
The grooms young brother said "Mommy, I think..."
"Oh shut up I don't want to hear what you think!" said the mother, not wanting to hear any inappropriate comments from the younger brother.

At lunch time the mother again prepared a wonderful meal and again called the young couple to eat. After another long wait the family proceeded to eat, and after the meal was completed the mother once again said "I wonder why they never came down to eat?"
Once again the younger brother started to speak, but was interrupted by the mother.
At dinner time once again the mother cooked a very elaborate meal, had the table set perfect and called the newlyweds to join the family for dinner. After another long wait the mother once again questioned why they had not come downstairs all day.

The young lad once again said "Mommy I think..."
"Well what is it that you think?" asked the mother rather irritated.
"I think that when my big brother came down to get the vaseline last night, he got my model plane glue instead."

 

Well that's it for this week folks. I would like to thank Colonel Thrawn for his submissions. Be sure to check back as I will be updating this page weekly. And don't forget to send your suggestions in.


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