Jokes, jokes,
jokes
The Truth
about
Wet-Table
Massage
A massage
parlour CEO promotes his newly
invented wet-table massage as miracle
therapy that can make skin free of
any imperfections. And he invites the
VIPs in the town to see for
themselves how it works.
“I used to
have a birth mark on my tummy and it’s
vanished after the massage – now my
front is utterly spotless like baby’s
bum. This time I’ll demonstrate how
the wet-table massage make the
sunspots on my bottom disappear.”
For enhancing
the visual effects, the CEO strips
himself naked and, before the guests'
arrival, lays on his belly on the
newly constructed wet rooftop.
When he’s
just placed himself in the position,
he hears someone running up the
stairs. It is his massage therapist.
“Excuse me, sir, the guests entered
the foyer, looked around, and then
laughed and then left, saying you’re
a jerk and prank because you still
have two horrific and disgusting
gunshot-wound scars on your belly.”
“You idiot!
Why do you tell them the truth?”
“I didn’t,”
stammers the therapist. “You’re
lying on the foyer skylight.”
The truth
about
A Few Good Men
Who are 'n'
who are not
- "Well, you'll find
out."
Lawyer:
I want the truth.
Colonal:
You can't handle the truth. Son, we
live in a world that has walls. And
those walls have to be smashed down
by men with guns. Should those who
intend to defend the walls be allowed
justice? Well, you'll find out! (a
smug smile, feeling the power over
the fate of other individuals, groups
and nations)