Regards to ‘Call Girl’ for this photo in the spirit of the joke
It’s not even my joke (I think it might be a Jimmy Carr, although it might be a Frankie Boyle), but it might get me banned from a hash. Here’s what happened…
Several messages appeared on the local hash’s mailing list in rapid succession last night with the subject: ‘BH3 Test‘ and the content : ‘Test Message’ and a name (different each time but apparently from the same location). Since no one else seemed bothered by this pointless waste of bandwidth, I entered the fray with something I considered fairly appropriate to the audience:
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BH3 TEST MESSAGE
Tuesday, 21 December, 2010 0:08
To: ********h3@googlegroups.com
TEST MESSAGE:
The first thing that is required for this joke to work is that you realise I have a massive cock…
Okay? Then we are ready to begin:
Knock, knock.
Who’s there?
Who cares? I’ve got a huge cock.
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With the sort of filth I was regularly posting to previous hash groups I was involved with (only to have had all that material chided as tame or too intellectual), I am really surprised at the vehemence of the reaction to this joke I stole from a television comedy panel show aired around 9 pm on one of the BBC terrestrial channels.
To be fair, it is a very old group (mostly pensioners) but they are hashers and you have to be surprised that anything could make them blush. As a reminder, here are some of my milder posters from years past (click on thumbnail for better view…not safe for everyone’s workplace):
Back to new pubs as soon as I can get onto trails to run again (this fucking snow has me stuck on roads and bikepaths).
Tut tut. Bring back Mrs Whitehouse!
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…of course, it may be only those jealous bastards with little cocks that complain!
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