Dayvo
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Any good jokes ... ?
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Dayvo
just passin' through
- Location
- 59° 50′ 5.55″ N, 10° 47′ 41.89″ E
The other day this fella came into the hotel and asked to see the manager. When the manager came to reception, the story began.
Guest: "Is room 139 empty?"
Manager: "Yes, sir."
Guest: "Can I book it?"
Manager: "Of course you can."
Guest: "Thank you."
Before going to the room, the guest asked the manager to provide him with a black knife, a white thread of exactly 39 centimetres in length and an orange weighing exactly 73 grams.
The manager agreed though he was surprised at the weird things the guest asked to have.
The guest went into his room and didn't ask for food or anything else.
Unfortunately for the manager, his room was next to room 139.
After midnight, the manager heard strange voices and noise in that guest's room. The sounds of wild animals and utensils and dishes being thrown on the floor.
The manager didn't sleep that night. He kept thinking and wondering what might be the source of the noise.
In the morning, when the guest handed the keys back to reception, the manager asked to see the room first.
He went to the room and found everything alright. Nothing unusual. He even found the thread, the black knife and the orange on the table.
The guest paid the bill and gave the porter a very good tip and left the hotel smiling.
The manager was in a shock but he didn't reveal what he heard to the staff. In fact, he started to doubt himself.
A year later, the guest showed up again. He asked to see the manager again.
The guest asked the same things: room 139, a black knife, a white thread of exactly 39 centimetres in length and an orange weighing exactly 73 grams.
This time, the manager wanted to know the truth by all means possible. He spent a sleepless night, waiting for something to happen. After midnight, the same voices and noises started, this time louder and more indecipherable than the year before.
Again, before leaving, the guest paid his bill and left a large tip on the table for the porter. The smile didn't leave his face.
The manager started searching for the meaning of everything the client asked to have. Why did he ask room 139? Why the white thread?? Why the black knife??? In fact, the manager didn't arrive to any convincing answer to any of these questions.
The manager now was eagerly awaiting the arrival of the month of March, the month in which the guest showed up.
True to form, on the first day of March the same guest showed up. He asked the same questions, wanted to book the same room, wanted to have the same things as before.
The manager again heard the same noises, this time louder again than before.
In the morning when the guest was leaving the hotel, the manager apologised profusely to the guest and asked to know the secret behind the noises in the room.
''If I tell you the secret, do you promise to never reveal it to anyone else?''
''I promise I will never let anyone know''.
"Swear?''
''I swear I won't reveal your secret''
Finally, the guest revealed his secret to the hotel manager.
The manager is a sincere, trustworthy person and until now he hasn't revealed his secret to anyone...
When he does, I'll let you know.
Guest: "Is room 139 empty?"
Manager: "Yes, sir."
Guest: "Can I book it?"
Manager: "Of course you can."
Guest: "Thank you."
Before going to the room, the guest asked the manager to provide him with a black knife, a white thread of exactly 39 centimetres in length and an orange weighing exactly 73 grams.
The manager agreed though he was surprised at the weird things the guest asked to have.
The guest went into his room and didn't ask for food or anything else.
Unfortunately for the manager, his room was next to room 139.
After midnight, the manager heard strange voices and noise in that guest's room. The sounds of wild animals and utensils and dishes being thrown on the floor.
The manager didn't sleep that night. He kept thinking and wondering what might be the source of the noise.
In the morning, when the guest handed the keys back to reception, the manager asked to see the room first.
He went to the room and found everything alright. Nothing unusual. He even found the thread, the black knife and the orange on the table.
The guest paid the bill and gave the porter a very good tip and left the hotel smiling.
The manager was in a shock but he didn't reveal what he heard to the staff. In fact, he started to doubt himself.
A year later, the guest showed up again. He asked to see the manager again.
The guest asked the same things: room 139, a black knife, a white thread of exactly 39 centimetres in length and an orange weighing exactly 73 grams.
This time, the manager wanted to know the truth by all means possible. He spent a sleepless night, waiting for something to happen. After midnight, the same voices and noises started, this time louder and more indecipherable than the year before.
Again, before leaving, the guest paid his bill and left a large tip on the table for the porter. The smile didn't leave his face.
The manager started searching for the meaning of everything the client asked to have. Why did he ask room 139? Why the white thread?? Why the black knife??? In fact, the manager didn't arrive to any convincing answer to any of these questions.
The manager now was eagerly awaiting the arrival of the month of March, the month in which the guest showed up.
True to form, on the first day of March the same guest showed up. He asked the same questions, wanted to book the same room, wanted to have the same things as before.
The manager again heard the same noises, this time louder again than before.
In the morning when the guest was leaving the hotel, the manager apologised profusely to the guest and asked to know the secret behind the noises in the room.
''If I tell you the secret, do you promise to never reveal it to anyone else?''
''I promise I will never let anyone know''.
"Swear?''
''I swear I won't reveal your secret''
Finally, the guest revealed his secret to the hotel manager.
The manager is a sincere, trustworthy person and until now he hasn't revealed his secret to anyone...
When he does, I'll let you know.
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cycle97631
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I went to a psychic. I knocked on her front door. She yelled: "Who is it?" So I left.
If that is a prostate flow test result,that person has problems.
Dayvo
just passin' through
- Location
- 59° 50′ 5.55″ N, 10° 47′ 41.89″ E
Definitely NOT one of ’my’ jokes.
Toshiba Boy
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- Location
- By the beach, West Zummerzet
