Ancient joke: I say, I say, I say,what’s the difference between a bear with constipation, and a difficult calculation.
I saw “Constipation”.
It was shite.
Even older joke: Did you hear about the constipated mathematician? He worked it out with a pencil.
Even older joke – crossword clue, 13 letters, beginning with N, ending with N and with N in the middle, clue CONSTIPATION, answer ….
Fvck me, Venezuela is introducing a breathing tax:
Let’s hope Ritchie doesn’t see it.
As this blog post is about constipation can I say, candidly, that I’m actually surprised R Murphy hasn’t proposed a tax on shitting
Bravefart, a tax on shitting would make Murphy’s verbal diarrhoea too expensive.
“I say, I say, I say,what’s the difference between a bear with constipation, and a difficult calculation.”
Nothing: they’re both worked out with logs.
(Told you it was ancient.)
Via the admirable Radders.
Venezuela is introducing a breathing tax:
Didn’t ardent lefty comic Ben Elton write a play on the privatisation of purified air (Gasping), a satire on the excesses of Thatcherite capitalism?
How ironic that the world model of socialism aspires to tax air instead?
I say, I say, what’s the difference between a bad marksman and a constipated owl?
The marksman shoots and shoots and cannot hit.
I went to the zoo the other day, expecting to see some animals. Instead, it was just a dog in a cage.
It was a shih tzu.
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