Two elderly ladies were out driving in a large car. Both could barely see over the dashboard. As they were cruising along they came to an intersection.

The stop light was red, but they just went on through. The woman in the passenger seat thought to herself, "I must be losing it, I could have sworn we just went through a red light."

After a few more minutes they came to another inter-section and the light was red again, and again they went right through. This time the woman in the passenger seat was almost sure that the light had been red, but was really concerned that she was losing it. She was getting nervous and decided to pay very close attention to the road and the next intersection to see what was
going on.

At the next intersection, sure enough, the light was definitely red, and they went right through. She turned to the other woman and said, "Mildred! Did you know we just ran through three red lights in a row? You could have had us killed!"

Mildred turned to her and said, "Oh hell, am I driving...?"

 

What happened at the next light?

Good one biggin

 

We definitely have a need for a forum jester [img]i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif[/img][img]i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif[/img][img]i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif[/img][img]i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif[/img]

 

I been getting some good jokes off a hunting forum I visit. We need a humor and jokes section around here.

 

Heard this the other day...thought I'd throw it in.



A guy walks into a bar and rudely demands a shot of 12-yr old scotch. The bartender thinks "this guy doesn't know the difference," so he pours a shot of 2-year old scotch. The patron takes one sip and spits it out. He promptly hollers at the bartender: "I said 12-year old scotch, you bozo!" Still unimpressed the bartender pours some 6-year old scotch. The patron takes a sip...same reaction. But the bartender still doesn't believe the patron knows the difference. So he pours a shot of 10-year old scotch. Again, same reaction from the patron. Finally, the bartender is convinced. He pours the patron a glass of 12-year-old scotch. The patron takes a sip and is most satisfied. All the while this has been going on, a drunk at the end of the bar has been watching. He slides a shot glass down the bar to the patron and drunkedly says: "Shay mishter, tashte this!" The patron obliges...he promptly spits it out. "It tastes like ****," he shoots back at the drunk. The drunk replies: "It ish. How old am I?"

 

LMAO again[img]i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif[/img] Biggin, I love those jokes.

 

I think you've created a monster!!! [img]i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif[/img]

 

All the paintball forums I go to have an offtopic forum. There we can all feel free to basically act like idiots and talk about random things. Where is the OT here!!!!!???

 

Life in Northern Minnesota


Life in Northern Minnesota is a bit different....
The National Transportation Safety Board recently
divulged they had covertly funded a project with the
auto makers for the past five years, whereby the auto
makers were installing black boxes
in four wheel drive pickup trucks in an effort to
determine, in fatal accidents, the circumstances in
the last 15 seconds before the crash.
They were surprised to find in 49 of the 50 states
the last words of drivers in 61.2 percent of fatal
crashes were "OH S**T!"
Only in rural Minnesota was it different, where
over 89.3 percent of the final words were: "Hold my
beer and watch this. [img]i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif[/img]

 

LMAO!!!!! [img]i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif[/img]