From a friend.
Not sure where this is, actually…
I found the duality of this highly amusing.
Ramadan, a traditional Muslim holiday, in Malaysia, a country which is fairly strict on its Sharia, has bikini clad posters in stores with, too, a Happy Aidil Fitri message.
![A gay friend of mine told me one of his fun pick up lines was:
“Oh, you don’t want me. I’m [of] Chinese [descent]. Only 2 inches when erect.”
It even worked sometimes, with responses all roughly related to “Oh I’m sure it’s not. Show me.”
Still, these seemed appropriate.
This is a Japanese store where you can buy anything for 10RM.](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m6ghr683NN1qbkp3lo1_500.jpg)
A gay friend of mine told me one of his fun pick up lines was:
“Oh, you don’t want me. I’m [of] Chinese [descent]. Only 2 inches when erect.”
It even worked sometimes, with responses all roughly related to “Oh I’m sure it’s not. Show me.”
Still, these seemed appropriate.
This is a Japanese store where you can buy anything for 10RM.
To launch the high quality TV channel TNT in Belgium we placed a big red push button on an average Flemish square of an average Flemish town. A sign with the text “Push to add drama” invited people to use the button. And then we waited… Discover here what happened or visit http://www.tnt-tv.be for more info.
TNT. We know drama.
An infamous German video regarding safe use of a fork lift.
Frankly, you don’t need to speak German to watch this. The context can be inferred in those instances when German is spoken, and the rest is highly visual.
Beware: Dark humour.
‘I radioed ahead and made arrangements with a fourteen-year-old pimp to supply you and Orr with two eight-year-old virgins who are half-Spanish. He’ll be waiting at the airport in a limousine. Go right in as soon as you step out of the plane.’
‘Nothing doing,’ said Yossarian, shaking his head. ‘The only place I’m going is to sleep.’
Milo turned livid with indignation, his slim long nose flickering spasmodically between his black eyebrows and his unbalanced orange-brown mustache like the pale, thin flame of a single candle. ‘Yossarian, remember your mission,’ he reminded reverently.
‘To hell with my mission,’ Yossarian responded indifferently. ’ And to hell with the syndicate too, even though I do have a share. I don’t want any eight-year-old virgins, even if they are half Spanish.’
‘I don’t blame you. but these eight-year-old virgins are really only thirty-two. And they’re not really half Spanish but only one-third Estonian.’
‘I don’t care for any virgins.’
‘And they’re not even virgins,’ Milo continued persuasively. ‘The one I picked out for you was married for a short time to an elderly schoolteacher who slept with her only on Sundays, so she’s really almost as good as new.’
‘Nothing doing,’ said Yossarian, shaking his head. ‘The only place I’m going is to sleep.’
Milo turned livid with indignation, his slim long nose flickering spasmodically between his black eyebrows and his unbalanced orange-brown mustache like the pale, thin flame of a single candle. ‘Yossarian, remember your mission,’ he reminded reverently.
‘To hell with my mission,’ Yossarian responded indifferently. ’ And to hell with the syndicate too, even though I do have a share. I don’t want any eight-year-old virgins, even if they are half Spanish.’
‘I don’t blame you. but these eight-year-old virgins are really only thirty-two. And they’re not really half Spanish but only one-third Estonian.’
‘I don’t care for any virgins.’
‘And they’re not even virgins,’ Milo continued persuasively. ‘The one I picked out for you was married for a short time to an elderly schoolteacher who slept with her only on Sundays, so she’s really almost as good as new.’
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| — | Catch-22, by Joseph Heller |
