Oh! þetta finnst mér fyndið! :)

An Aussie refuse collector is going along a street picking up the wheelie bins and emptying them into his dustcart.

He goes to one house where the bin hasn't been left out, so he has a quick look for it, goes round the back of the house, but still can't see it.

So, against the rules but in the spirit of kindness, he knocks on the door.

There's no answer.

Being a kindly and conscientious bloke, he knocks again - much harder.

Eventually a Japanese bloke comes to the door. 'Harro!' says the Japanese chappie.

'G'day, mate! Where's ya bin?' asks the collector

'I bin on toiret' explains the Japanese bloke, a bit perplexed.

Realizing the little foreign fellow had misunderstood him, the bin man smiles and tries again. 'No mate, where's your dust bin?'.

'I dust been to toiret, I toll you!'' says the Japanese man - still perplexed.

'Listen,' says the collector. 'You're misunderstanding me. Where's your wheelie bin?'

'Ok. Ok ' replies the Japanese man with a sheepish grin. ' I wheelie bin havin sex wirra wife's sister'

Stundum held ég að ég verði að fara að skipta um húmor, punchlinein eru löngu hætt að vera PC og trúið mér að flestir brandarar sem ég hlæ að þessa dagana eru þannig að þeir eru óbirtingahæfir eða of mikilir nördabrandarar til að fólk fatti þá, svona almennt - kannski vegna þess að það er febrúar? kannski verð ég bara að umgangast fólk meira? :)

Til að vega upp á móti síðasta myndbandi kemur hérna eitt mun snyrtilegra :)




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