Inglês, Joke

Vamos rir um puco

Olá membros do conselho. Tudo bom vocês? I hope so.

Você já deu uma risada hoje? Já deu uma descontraida? Não? Então vamos lá, hoje vou colocar algumas piadas aqui, para sair um pouco da rotina. O importante é tentar entender já de primeira, caso não consiga leia novamente até entender.

Vamos lá.

A chicken walks into the library. It goes up to the circulation desk and says: “book, bok, bok, boook”.
The librarian hands the chicken a book. It tucks it under his wing and runs out.
A while later, the chicken runs back in, throws the first book into the return bin and goes back to the librarian saying: “book, bok, bok, bok, boook”.
Again the librarian gives it a book, and the chicken runs out. The librarian shakes her head.
Within a few minutes, the chicken is back, returns the book and starts all over again: “boook, book, bok bok boook”.
The librarian gives him yet a third book, but this time as the chicken is running out the door, she follows it.
The chicken runs down the street, through the park and down to the riverbank. There, sitting on a lily pad is a big, green frog.
The chicken holds up the book and shows it to the frog, saying: “Book, bok, bok, boook”.
The frog blinks, and croaks: “read-it, read-it, read-it”.

John was driving his pickup down a country lane, when suddenly a chicken darts out into the road in front of him. He’s just about to slam on his brakes to avoid the chicken when he realizes that the chicken has sped on ahead doing about 30 miles per hour.
Amazed, he sped up to follow, but the chicken takes off faster and faster. Finally the chicken screeches into a turn and goes into a small farm. As he turns to follow, John notices that the chicken has THREE legs.
He pulls to a stop in front of the farm house, and looking around, notices that ALL the chickens have 3 legs.
He says to the farmer “THREE-legged chickens? Thats astounding!”
The Farmer replies “Yep, I bred ‘em that way–I love drumsticks.”
John: “Well, tell me, how does a 3 legged chicken taste?”
Farmer: “Dunno, haven’t been able to catch one yet.”

Sherlock Holmes and Dr Watson were going camping.
They pitched their tent under the stars and went to sleep.
Sometime in the middle of the night Holmes woke Watson up and said: Watson, look up at the stars, and tell me what you see.
Watson replied: I see millions and millions of stars.
Holmes said: And what do you deduce from that?
Watson replied: Well, if there are millions of stars, and if even a few of those have planets,
it´s quite likely there are some planets like earth out there. And if there are a few planets like earth out there, there might also be life.
And Holmes said: Watson, you idiot, it means that somebody stole our tent.

A man went into a pet shop one day.
“I’d like a parrot that talks”, he said.
The shop assistant said
“I’m sorry sir, but you have to teach your parrot to speak.”
So the man bought a parrot and took it home with him.
A week later he went back to the pet shop.
“My parrot still doesn’t speak”, he said.
“Oh, really? Well, perhaps he’s bored. You should buy this little swimming pool. He can have a swim and then he might talk”,
explained the shop assistant.
So, he bought the swimming pool and went home.
The next week the man came back again.
“He’s still not talking” he said.
“Oh dear. Buy this mirror. He’ll swim in the pool, get out and look at himself, then talk.”
So the man bought the mirror and went away. A week later he came back a final time.
“My parrot is dead”, he said.
“Oh, dear! I’m very sorry about that, sir – but tell me, before he died, did he say anything?”
“Yes he did. But only one thing.”
“Really? What was that?”
“Give me food!”

Isso ai pessoal, espero que tenham gostado. Até a próxima.


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