Through-Witze
Dichtwettbewerb in Australien! Im Finale stehen ein Priester und ein Schafhirte. Beide bekommen die Aufgabe, innerhalb von fünf Minuten einen Vierzeiler zu dichten, in dem das Wort „Timbuktu“ vorkommt. Nach fünf Minuten Bedenkzeit tritt der Priester ans Mikrophon und trägt seinen Vers vor:
"I was a father all my life, I had no children, had no wife, I read the bible through and through On my way to Timbuktu."
Donnernder Applaus. Das Publikum ist sich bereits sicher, dass der Priester gewonnen haben muss. Doch da tritt der Schafhirte vor und deklamiert:
"Me and Tim, who is my friend, We met three ladies cheap to rent, They were three and we were two, So I booked one and Tim booked two..."
Memes
Dieser eine Schüler im Englischunterricht…
Jetzt kommt zur diesjährigen Corona-Grippe auch noch feuchtes Grippewetter dazu, wir sind alle verloren - das ist die tödlichste aller Klimakatastrophen.
And the hole of the sun-corona sends the cosmic wisdom by it's rays through our ozone hole just into the empty heads of the rulers on earth so that their coronary arteries get cramps. Let's stay in bed for the rest of our days, the mankind is lost. Holy Gods, I've the cold and sniff already but no handkerchief at home. Must go outside and participate in that masked ball, also infect with this kind of madness. That's the evidence - it's too late to save the herd of human monkeys. No doubt, the end will come quickly.
Memes
you're Wellcome
ok...
Ich in der Schule...
SpongeBob hat Physik studiert
Community
Nevelah, founded in December 2024, is built on the ideology of the Carcass—a decaying force that controls all and symbolizes renewal through death. It represents the belief that life is defined by death and that human existence was a mistake. Those who submit to the Carcass transcend humanity, becoming its scattered, bloody organs. This ideology is embodied in Nevelah’s upcoming clothing line.
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Where there's a will, there's a way, kind of beautiful And every night has its day, so magical And if there's love in this life, there's no obstacle That can't be defeated
For every tyrant, a tear for the vulnerable In every lost soul, the bones of a miracle For every dreamer, a dream, we're unstoppable With something to believe in
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