Humor from the languages of the world
A Manta driver had a parrot in the passenger’s seat and his window open. He idled near a Mercedes at a red light. The driver of the Mercedes lowered his window and asked, “Can it talk?” Responded the parrot: “I don’t know!” Ein Mantafahrer hat auf seinem Beifahrersitz einen Papagei sitzen und das Fenster offen. […]
An Icelander takes a trip to Norway but is worried because he doesn’t speak the language. His friend assures him that this shouldn’t be a problem: just speak very slowly and the Norwegians will understand you perfectly fine. Once in Oslo the Icelander goes to a bar and tries to order a beer in very
What kind of car does an Icelandic person drive? A Fjord Hvers konar bíl ekur íslenskur maður? A Fjörður Iceland Jokes – 33 Hilarious Iceland Jokes. https://upjoke.com/iceland-jokes. Accessed 11 May 2024.
What does a horse do in a flood? It trots/ trouts. Che cosa fa un cavallo in un torrente? Trota. Donahue, Darin.
“I refuse!” said the garbage collector. “Mi rifiuto!” disse il netturbino. Donahue, Darin.
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What do you call a boomerang that doesn’t come back? A stick. Come si chiama un boomerang che non torna indietro? Un bastone. Donahue, Darin.
I wanted to make a joke/ witty remark about traveling in time, but it didn’t please you. Volevo fare una battuta sui viaggi nel tempo, ma non vi è piaciuta. Donahue, Darin.
A traveling salesman visits a rural farmhouse. As he finishes his sales pitch to the family, a pig with two wooden legs limps across the living room floor. Surprised, the salesman asks, “Why does the pig have two wooden legs?” The farmer replies, “Let me tell you about that pig. I was out on the
Beth calls her friend James from the motorway on her cell phone. She tells James to be careful, because the radio says there is a nut on the motorway driving in the wrong direction. James replies, “Yeah, there are hundreds of them!” Source: Adapted from Carroll, Noel. Humour: A Very Short Introduction. Oxford, UK: Oxford
Julie calls the newspaper to post a notice of the death of her husband Fred. She asks the clerk at the paper how much the notice will cost. “Five pounds per word,” the clerk replies. “Oh, my,” sighs Julie. “Well, then, write this: Fred died.” She hangs up. Feeling sorry for Julie, the clerk calls
