a little Mexican humor
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a little Mexican humor
A little Mexican boy goes into the kitchen where his mom is baking. He
puts his hand in the flour and wipes it all over his face. "Mom, look,
I'm a white boy."
His mom slaps him in the face and says "Go show your father". He goes
to
his dad in the living room and says "Look dad, I'm a white boy." His
dad slaps him hard in the face and says "Go show your grandmother."
The boy goes in his grandmothers room and says "Mira, abuelita, I'm a
white boy " His grandmother slaps him in the face and sends him back to
his mother.
His mother says "See. Did you learn anything from that?" To which the
boy replies,
"Sure did. I have only been white for five minutes and I already hate
you Mexicans."
I am Mexican myself, so don't get mad.
puts his hand in the flour and wipes it all over his face. "Mom, look,
I'm a white boy."
His mom slaps him in the face and says "Go show your father". He goes
to
his dad in the living room and says "Look dad, I'm a white boy." His
dad slaps him hard in the face and says "Go show your grandmother."
The boy goes in his grandmothers room and says "Mira, abuelita, I'm a
white boy " His grandmother slaps him in the face and sends him back to
his mother.
His mother says "See. Did you learn anything from that?" To which the
boy replies,
"Sure did. I have only been white for five minutes and I already hate
you Mexicans."
I am Mexican myself, so don't get mad.
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There are two Mexicans who have been lost in the desert for a week and they're at death's door. As they stumble on, hoping for salvation in the form of an oasis or something similar, they suddenly spy, through the heat haze, a tree off in the distance.
As they get closer they can see that the tree is draped with rasher upon rasher of bacon. There's smoked bacon, crispy bacon, life giving juicy nearly- raw bacon, all sorts.
"Hey, Pepe" says Juan, "Ees a bacon tree! We're saved!"
"You're right, amigo!" says Pepe. So Pepe goes on ahead and runs up to the tree salivating at the prospect of food. But as he gets to within five feet of the tree, there's the sound of machine gun fire, and he is shot down in a hail of bullets.
Juan quickly drops down on the sand and calls across to the dying Pepe.
"Pepe! Pepe! Que pasa, hombre?"
With his dying breath Pepe calls out, ".... run Juan, run!" "Ees not a Bacon Tree! Ees a... Ees a..."
"Yes, Pepe? Ees a what..?"
"Ees... a... ham bush."
(I'm a Mexican too)
-Mike
As they get closer they can see that the tree is draped with rasher upon rasher of bacon. There's smoked bacon, crispy bacon, life giving juicy nearly- raw bacon, all sorts.
"Hey, Pepe" says Juan, "Ees a bacon tree! We're saved!"
"You're right, amigo!" says Pepe. So Pepe goes on ahead and runs up to the tree salivating at the prospect of food. But as he gets to within five feet of the tree, there's the sound of machine gun fire, and he is shot down in a hail of bullets.
Juan quickly drops down on the sand and calls across to the dying Pepe.
"Pepe! Pepe! Que pasa, hombre?"
With his dying breath Pepe calls out, ".... run Juan, run!" "Ees not a Bacon Tree! Ees a... Ees a..."
"Yes, Pepe? Ees a what..?"
"Ees... a... ham bush."
(I'm a Mexican too)
-Mike
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Originally Posted by chupr0kabra
There are two Mexicans who have been lost in the desert for a week and they're at death's door. As they stumble on, hoping for salvation in the form of an oasis or something similar, they suddenly spy, through the heat haze, a tree off in the distance.
As they get closer they can see that the tree is draped with rasher upon rasher of bacon. There's smoked bacon, crispy bacon, life giving juicy nearly- raw bacon, all sorts.
"Hey, Pepe" says Juan, "Ees a bacon tree! We're saved!"
"You're right, amigo!" says Pepe. So Pepe goes on ahead and runs up to the tree salivating at the prospect of food. But as he gets to within five feet of the tree, there's the sound of machine gun fire, and he is shot down in a hail of bullets.
Juan quickly drops down on the sand and calls across to the dying Pepe.
"Pepe! Pepe! Que pasa, hombre?"
With his dying breath Pepe calls out, ".... run Juan, run!" "Ees not a Bacon Tree! Ees a... Ees a..."
"Yes, Pepe? Ees a what..?"
"Ees... a... ham bush."
(I'm a Mexican too)
-Mike
As they get closer they can see that the tree is draped with rasher upon rasher of bacon. There's smoked bacon, crispy bacon, life giving juicy nearly- raw bacon, all sorts.
"Hey, Pepe" says Juan, "Ees a bacon tree! We're saved!"
"You're right, amigo!" says Pepe. So Pepe goes on ahead and runs up to the tree salivating at the prospect of food. But as he gets to within five feet of the tree, there's the sound of machine gun fire, and he is shot down in a hail of bullets.
Juan quickly drops down on the sand and calls across to the dying Pepe.
"Pepe! Pepe! Que pasa, hombre?"
With his dying breath Pepe calls out, ".... run Juan, run!" "Ees not a Bacon Tree! Ees a... Ees a..."
"Yes, Pepe? Ees a what..?"
"Ees... a... ham bush."
(I'm a Mexican too)
-Mike