Tuesday, March 24, 2009

On a theme.....dwarves

Hi Folks!

One evening a dwarf went down to the local tavern for some dinner and some beer. He was quite a loquacious fellow, and spent the evening in good company, and had a bit too much to drink.

On his way home, he tried several times to get across the road, but each time he was nearly run down by a car or a tram.

So, he ambled along down the sidewalk looking for a good place to cross. An astute policeman saw him and offered to escort him to the zebra crossing and get him on his way home. At this, the dwarf became incensed, saying 'Whot dyo think I am ossifer, some kind of a skunk?'

The dwarf continued on in this line, and then beat the crap out of the police officer.

Moral: Never cross a drunken dwarf

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