Bad joke of the week
Two men are lost in the Sahara desert. They're desperate for water, but just as they think they're about to die, they chance upon a village where market day is in full swing. They go to the first stall they see and ask if they can buy some water.
"No," replies the Bedouin stall owner, "I only sell fruit. Try the next stall."
So off they go to the next stall and again they ask for water.
"Sorry," says the merchant, "But I only sell custard."
"Custard?" one of the men says to the other, "What kind of place is this?"
By now desperate, they go to the next stall, only to be told, "Sorry, but I only sell jelly."
Hearing this, one of the men turns to the other and says, "This is a trifle bazaar."
posted by Whispering Walls at 8:26 am
7 Comments:
Did you find it in a christmas cracker?
Made me laugh on a Monday morning.
.. The next one is the ratafia stall and the one after that the cream stall...
It's a good variant on the "trifle deaf" one. Maybe.
Almost, ED (sorry!)
Glad you liked it, WL
Indeed, KL
Remind me of that one, Our Man
You know, what do you call a man with jelly in one ear and custard in the other?
A trifle deaf
GEDDDITTT?????
Ha ha, Our Man!
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