When i read some of these ( or rather my husband made me read some of these !) I couldn't help but add to the ever growing list of groans, so here i go.
An Englishman, Irishman, and a Scotsman were running away from the mafia after seriously pi$$ing them off. As they were running they come across a huge warehouse. The three of them run inside . The Englishman notices three hessian sacks on the floor next to a collection of full sacks.
" I know, " he said, " Lets get into these sacks and hide they will never find us here."
So the three of them get into the sacks and pull the tops closed and sit quietly.
Soon enough the maffia mob run into the warehouse. The leader looking around says ( in a godfather voice)
" Boys kick these sacks, they have to be hiding in these."
The mob stand around the first sack and kick it hard.
Trying to stiffle the pain he is in the Englishman as quietly as possible lets out a " meow, meow."
"Ah ", said the leader, " this is nothing but a bagfull of abandoned kittens ," and proceded to move onto the next one where the scotsman was hiding.
Again he kicked the bag. The Scotsman trying to hold back his pain, quietly let out a " bark bark".
" Ah," said the leader "it is nothing but a bag full of abandoned puppies." So they went to third sack.
The guy once again kicked the bag. And the irishman who couldn't think of any animal to mimic said in a rather unconvincing voice, " potato, patoto"
Its and old one i know but it still makes me giggle! :-)
