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Little Charlie was walking down High Street with his mother... ...when they stopped outside a woman's clothing shop. Charlie's mother knew it would embarrass Charlie to go inside, so she told him to wait outside. Before Charlie's mother had a chance to go inside, little Charlie saw a used condom lying on the pavement. ""What is that mummy!?"" he asked. His mother looked mortified when she saw the used condom and hastily said, ""Ah, Um, It is a biscuit Charlie, but its on the ground so its dirty,

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Be careful what you ask for! A Scotsman was strolling across High Street one day wearing his kilt. As he neared the far curb, he noticed two young blondes in a red convertible eyeing him and giggling. One of them called out, ""Hey, Scotty! What's worn under the kilt?"" He strolled over to the side of the car and asked, ""Ach, lass, are you SURE you want to know?"" Somewhat nervously, the blonde replied yes, she did really want to know. The Scotsman leaned closer and confided, ""Why, lass, nothin

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The Reverend John Flapps was the pastor of a small town church in Ireland . One day he was walking down the High Street and he noticed a young lady of his congregation sitting in a pub drinking beer. The Reverend wasn't happy. He walked through the open door of the pub and sat down next to the woman. 'Mrs Fitzgerald,' he said sternly. 'This is no place for a member of my congregation. Why don't you let me take you home?' 'Sure,' she said with a slur, obviously very drunk. When Mrs Fitzgerald sto

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The Reverend John Flapps The Reverend John Flapps was the pastor of a small town church in Ireland . One day he was walking down the High Street and he noticed a young lady of his congregation sitting in a pub drinking beer. The Reverend wasn't happy. He walked through the open door of the pub and sat down next to the woman. 'Mrs Fitzgerald,' he said sternly. 'This is no place for a member of my congregation. Why don't you let me take you home?' 'Sure,' she said with a slur, obviously very drun

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A little old lady tried to phone her local bank but was put through instead to the bank's call centre in India. "Is that the High Street branch?" she asked. "No, madam," replied the voice at the other end. "It is now company policy to deal with telephone calls centrally." "Well, I really need to speak to the branch," said the old lady. "Madam, if you just let me know your query, I'm sure I can help you." "I don't think you can, young man. I need to speak to the branch." The call centre operator

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