TEACHER: What's wrong Musa, why are you crying?

MUSA: Our house is very small.

 

MUSA: My mum, my dad, and I, we sleep on the same bed. Every night my dad asks, Musa are you sleeping?' Then I say NO, so he becomes angry and punishes me.".

 

Teacher: All right! Tonight when your dad asks again, keep dead quiet. Don't answer!

 

The following morning Musa comes back with a sad face again.

 

Teacher: My goodness, why the sad face again?

 

Musa: Dad asked me again, Musa are you sleeping? I shut up and kept dead still.

 

Then my dad and my mom started moving, you know, at the same time. Mum was breathing like a Christmas chicken, kicking her legs up frantically and squealing like a hyena on the bed. Then my dad asked my mum, are you coming? Mum said, Yes I'm coming, are you coming too?

Dad answered: Yes.

 

They don't usually go anywhere without me so I said, wait for me, I'm coming too!!

 

Just now, dcsw53 said:

And there's a full circle to the first joke ever posted on this... OK, on original... forum!

MacLeod was due a visit from the vet as his herd was about to get the bull for what should be obvious reasons. The day arrives and the vet visits, does some cursory checks of the cows and declares them healthy. He then asked MacLeod if he would like to trial a new bull stimulant - reportedly it would extend the duration and virility of the bull and increase not just the chances of pregnancy but may even increase the yield. MacLeod was happy to do so, but shyly asked if it could work on humans. Intrigued, the vet asked why.

"Well" says MacLeod "I've been trying out this online dating thing and I've arranged to meet up with a young lady I am sure is fit and willing for a bit of how's yer father"

"Fair enough" says the vet "but for safety I would only take a quarter pill. They are quite potent. Now I'll be along in three weeks, see how the cows are getting on and I'll find out if the other trial was a success".

So 3 weeks pass and right enough along comes the vet. "So" he says, winking at MacLeod "how did the night go?"

"Oh fantastic" says MacLeod "I was at it all night. In the bedroom, the lounge, the kitchen and even in the shed. Twice"

"Bloody hell" says the vet, astonished. "It's lucky you never broke your back".

"Back?" cries MacLeod. "I was lucky I never broke my wrist. She never showed up."

 

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These days, replace Siberia with Bakhmut.