A new guy in town walks into a bar and reads a sign that hangs over the bar: FREE BEER FREE BEER FOR THE PERSON WHO CAN PASS THE TEST! So the guy asks the bartender what the test is.
Bartender: “Well, FIRST you have to drink that whole gallon of pepper tequila, the WHOLE thing at once AND, you can’t make a face while doing it. SECOND, there’s a ‘gator out back with a sore tooth…you have to remove it with your bare hands. THIRD, there’s a woman up-stairs who’s never had an orgasm. You gotta make things right for her.
Man: Well, as much as I would love free beer, I won’t do it. You have to be nuts to drink a gallon of pepper tequila and they get crazier from there.
Well, as time goes on and the man drinks a few, he asks, “Wherez zat teeqeelah?” He grabs the gallon of tequila with both hands, and downs it with a big slurp and tears streaming down his face. Next he staggers out back and soon all the people inside hear the most frightening roaring and thumping, then silence. The man staggers back into the bar, his shirt ripped and big scratches all over his body.
“Now” he says “Where’s that woman with the sore tooth?”
Superman was flying around Metropolis one day using his Supervision to stop wrongdoers. As he is flying by the beach he spies Wonder Woman sunbathing face down, completely naked. So he thinks to himself, “I’ll never get another chance like this I’ve always wanted to Superbone her so here’s what I’ll do: I’ll fly down there, give her some Supersauce faster than a speeding bullet, and be out of there before she knows what happened.” So he proceeds to fly down to the beach, fulfills a lifelong dream, and is out of there faster than a speeding bullet. Wonder Woman immediately sits up and says, “What the fuck was that?” And the Invisible Man says, “I don’t know, but it hurt like hell.”
So a moth goes into a podiatrists office.
“Come in,” says the podiatrist, “What’s the problem?”
The moth drops down into the nearest chair and says “What’s the problem? I don’t even know where to start. First of all, my boss is a vicious tyrant who gets off on the petty torments he puts me through day in and day out, and I’m too spineless to stand up to him, so I just take it and I’ve gradually come to hate myself for it. Also, every morning I wake up to the same prune-face old crone to whom I pledged my vows so many years ago. I used to love her, but that love has become like some sun-festering beached whale trying to die. We lost our daughter last year to one of the bitterest, coldest winters we’ve ever had to face in this region. Isn’t it funny, doc, how all the prayer circles and charity drives in the world amount to pretty much nothing in the face of that cold, impartial face of winter, that bleak, pounding, harsh fist of a callous environment, carrying on with its machinations without regard to our lives, loves, hopes and dreams? Isn’t that hysterical, Doc? Oh and then there’s my son. Doc, I don’t love him anymore. I don’t know what it is but I look in his eyes and I see that same harried look of gutless cowardice that I see when I stare at my own face in the mirror. If I wasn’t such a coward, Doc, I know I’d be able to scrape together enough pride to grab that cocked and loaded shotgun I keep by the bedside table, and just run amok and put an end to this grim facade once and for all. I start with the wife, then the boy of course before putting the barrell in my own mouth. Believe you me, Doc, I’d be doing the world a favor. I have nothing to look forward to but a continuation of this spiraling black hole that is my life, this existential cesspool that is the perpetuation of my lingering skid-mark on society. I despise people yet I crave their approval. I’m judgemental yet I care about nothing. I’m bitter, hateful and afraid. I’m alive yet I feel like the walking dead. This is it, Doc: I am a living, breathing, disease.”
The doctor stares at him for a while then finally says “Jeez, Moth, you definitely have some problems. But I’m a podiatrist. You need a psychiatrist. Why’d you come in here?”
The moth says,”Your light was on.”
There was a engineer who went to heaven, but when he got to the gates, St. Peter told him that he wasn’t on the list and sent him to Hell. Thinking he’d spend his whole eternal life in Hell, the engineer decided to try and make it a better place.
Seeing as Hell was really hot, the engineer builds an A.C. system to keep Hell’s citizens cool.
Then seeing that Hell was filled with lakes of fire and it was hard to get around, the engineer ended up building roads and highways.
Finally, seeing as Hell was boring, the engineer created amusement parks, movie theatres, and sports gyms.
One day the devil was having a chat with God. “Satan, looks like you’ve lightened up!”
“Yeah, recently we had an engineer come down here and build us all kinds of good stuff”
God is stunned. “What’s an engineer doing down there? You better send him back up or I’ll sue you!”
Satan laughs. “And where do you think all the lawyers are?”