Bancul Zilei

rozalia1

Ion creste intr-un oras mic si-apoi se muta la Bucuresti pentru a urma facultatea de drept. Decide sa se mute inapoi in orasul natal si sa isi deschida propriul birou de avocatura, insa afacerile ii merg cam greu la inceput.
Intr-o zi, vede un om apropiindu-se de usa biroului. Fiind primul sau client doreste sa ii faca impresie buna.
Cand acesta ajunge la usa, Ion ridica rapid receptorul telefonului si incepe, facandu-i semn cu mana sa intre:
- Nu. In nici un caz. Spune-le idiotilor ca nu ma voi opri pana nu primesc un miliard despagubire. Da. La tribunal am sedinta maine. Spune-i procurorului general ca am timp sa ma intalnesc cu el numai saptamana viitoare candva.
Si continua asa pentru vreo cinci minute. Omul asteapta cu rabdare pana Ion termina. Acesta pune jos receptorul si se intoarce catre noul venit.
- Imi pare rau ca v-am facut sa asteptati. Sunt foarte ocupat. Cu ce va pot ajuta?
Omul raspunde:
- Sunt de la Romtelecom. Am venit sa va instalez telefonul..

rozalia1

Greseala incepatorului  , sau?

rozalia1

Va rog sa sterge ti postari le , daca este posibil?

25

Un detinut de 85 de ani povesteste colegilor de detentie:
- Am fost condamnat pentru violarea unei minore.
- Dvs? La varsta asta?
- Nu, nu am violat-o eu, la varsta mea... dar acuzatia m-a uns pe suflet, asa ca am acceptat fara rezerve.

25

A boy is writing a paper on childbirth and asks his parents, "How was I born?"

His mother awkwardly answers, "The stork brought you."

"Oh," says the boy. "Well, how were you and Daddy born?"

"Oh, the stork brought us, too, and Grandpa and Grandma."

The boy begins his paper:
"This report has been very difficult to write due to the fact that there hasn't been a natural childbirth in my family for three generations."

=))))))))))) =))))))))))))) =))))))))))

Rugby

Alina.,.. continuam ?:)))))

25

An American tourist is visiting China. After visiting all the tourist attractions he decides to inquire about the people and askes his guide:
"How large is the population here?"
"Around 1.5 billion" -- the guide answers
American, After a short pause: "So, what else do you do here?"

=)))))))

25

How do you know you're leading a sad life?
When a nymphomaniac tells you, "Let's just be friends."

:))))))))))

DarKAngeLX

Doi politisti cu un Aro duceau intr-o remorca doi porci.
Pe drum politistii iau la autostop doi preoti.
Dupa o bucata de drum un preot il intreaba pe unul dintre politisti:
- Domnule dar unde duceti porcii acestia?
Unul politisti raspunde:
- La teologie, vrem sa devina preoti... si au inceput hohote de ras intre ei.
Preotii ajunsi la destinatie coboara, la care unul dintre ei intreaba politistii:
- Domnule politist, nu va suparati, daca porcii nu iau examenul la teologie raman tot in politie nu?

Seadog

Mmm , cine ii zice lui "asoper" ca aici nu se posteaza fantezii sexuale sau " ce am mai facut pe acasa cand ma plictiseam" ci bancuri?

NatyMysin

O femeie se intoarce acasa dimineata.Barbatul o intreaba unde a fost pina la ora asta, la care femeiarespunde ca a dormit la cea mai buna prietena a ei.Barbatul da telefon la 10 cele mai bune pietene ale sotieiNici una nu ii confirma ca a dormit noapte la ea. Prietenii intre barbati Se intoarce barbatul dimineata acasa.Femeia il intreaba unde a fost pina la ora asta. El isi argumenteazalipsa datorita faptului ca a dormit acasa la cel mai bun prieten.Femeia telefoneaza la 10 cei mai buni prieteni a sotului ei si dintoti, 8 ii confirma ca intr-adevar noaptea precedenta sotul ei adormit la ei.......Ceilalti 2 insista ca inca se afla acolo!

NatyMysin

Ion moare.
La inmormantare, preotul o intreaba pe Maria:

- Vrei sa-l pupi inainte sa-l bagam inauntru?
Ea explodeaza in lacrimi:

- Asa imi spunea si el mereu.........

NatyMysin

Un barbat avea o aventura de cativa ani cu o italianca. Intr-o seara,femeia i-a marturisit ca e insarcinata. Nedorind sa-si distruga
reputatia sau casnicia, acesta i-a propus femeii o suma mare de bani pentru a pleca in Italia sa nasca in secret. Daca era de accord sa
ramana in Italia si sa creasca acolo copilul, el i-a promis ca-i va acorda sprijinul financiar pana cand copilul va implini 18 ani. Femeia a
acceptat, dar s-a intrebat cum va sti el cand se va naste copilul.Pentru a mentine discretia, el i-a spus sa-I trimita o carte postal pe
spatele careia sa scrie "Spaghete".La primirea acesteia, el se va ocupa de pensia alimentara a copilului.
Intr-o zi, dupa aproximativ 9 luni, cand barbatul s-a intors de la lucru, sotia l-a intampinat confuza:
- Dragule, i-a spus ea, azi ai primit o carte postala extrem de ciudata.
- Ah, dami-o doar, iti voi explica mai tarziu despre ce e vorba.
Sotia ascultatoare i-a inmanat cartea postala. El a citit-o, s-a facut tot alb si a lesinat.
Pe cartea postala scria:
" Spaghete, spaghete, spaghete, spaghete, spaghete. Trei cu chiftelute,doua fara.Trimite mai mult sos!!!!!"

:))))

NatyMysin

Badea Gheorghe o viola pe Maria.
Maria: - Ajutoor!!
Badea Gheorghe: - Taci, fa, ca pot si singur!

NatyMysin

Care e drumul cel mai scurt spre inima cuiva ?
Prin piept, cu ajutorul unui cutit ascutit.  ;))

NatyMysin

Jurnalul ei:




Sambata seara mi s-a parut ca se purta ciudat. Facusem planuri sa mergem la un bar ca sa bem ceva. Fusesem la cumparaturi cu prietenele mele toata ziua si am crezut ca era suparat ca am intarziat. Nu a zis nimic. Conversatia nu incepea, asa ca am propus sa mergem undeva unde sa putem vorbi in liniste. A fost de acord dar era in continuare tacut si absent. L-am intrebat ce nu era in regula. A spus ca e totul ok. L-am intrebat daca era suparat pe mine…daca tacerea lui era din vina mea. Mi-a spus ca nu are legatura cu mine si sa nu imi fac probleme.

In drum spre casa i-am spus ca il iubesc, el doar a zambit si a continuat sa conduca. Nu imi pot explica comportamentul lui. Nu inteleg de ce nu mi-a spus “si eu te iubesc”…..

Cand am ajuns acasa, am simtit ca l-am pierdut, ca si cum nu ar mai fi dorit sa aiba de a face cu mine niciodata. Pur si simplu statea si se uita la televizor. Parea atat de distant si absent. In final m-am hotarat sa merg sa ma culc. Dupa vreo 10 minute a venit si el in pat, si spre surprinderea mea a fost receptiv la mangaierile mele, si am facut dragoste. Dar tot nu era el…am simtit ca era distras si cu gandul in alta parte. Am simtit ca nu mai rezist asa ca m-am hotarat sa il confrunt, dar el adormise deja.

Am inceput sa plang cu cearsaful in dreptul gurii pentru ca nu vroiam sa-l trezesc si am plans, si am plans, pana am adormit si eu. Sunt disperata. Nu stiu ce sa ma fac. Sunt aproape sigura ca se gandeste la alta. Viata mea e un dezastru.”

NatyMysin

Jurnalul lui:







Azi Poli a pierdut in deplasare, dar macar am ***.

NatyMysin

f.utut (sry pt minori...nu l-am scris eu :-" )

misterra

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misterra

This guy went into a bar and ordered a beer. He happened to look down the bar and see a man sitting there with a head the size of a cue ball. So he walked down and said to the man, “Excuse me sir, I don’t mean to be rude but I noticed you have a small head. Is this a birth defect?”

The man said “No, I got this in the war. My ship was torpedoed by the Germans in WWII. I was the only survivor on the ship so I swam to shore. One day a mermaid swam up to me and said she would grant me three wishes. For my first wish I wanted to return to the U.S. The mermaid granted that wish. My second wish was to have all the money I would ever need. Wish granted. My third wish was to have sex with the mermaid. She said, ‘I can’t grant that wish because mermaids can’t have sex.’”
So I said, “How about a little head?”

misterra

“In retrospect, I admit it was unwise to try to gain access to my house via the cat flap,” Gregor Knopf admitted to reporters in Bremen, Germany. “I suppose that’s the reason they’re called cat flaps, rather than human flaps, is because they’re too small for people, and perhaps I should have realized that.”

Knopf (41), a gardener from Bremen, was relating how he had become trapped in his own front door for 2 days, after losing his house keys. “I got my head and shoulders through the flap but became trapped fast around the waist. At first, it all seemed rather amusing, I sang songs and told myself jokes. But then I wanted to go to the lavatory. I began shouting for help, but my head was in the hallway so my screams were muffled.”

“After a few hours, a group of students approached me but, instead of helping, they removed my trousers and pants, painted my buttocks bright blue, and stuck a daffodil between my cheeks. Then they placed a sign next to me which said: ‘Germany resurgent, an essay in street art. Please give generously’ and left me there. People were passing by and, when I asked for help, they just said ‘Very good! Very clever!’ and threw coins into my trousers.” “No one tried to free me. In fact, I only got free after two days because a dog started licking my private parts and an old woman complained to the police. The rescue services came and cut me out, but the police arrested me as soon as I was free. Luckily, they’ve now dropped the charges, and I collected over DM3,000 in my underpants, so the time wasn’t entirely wasted.”

misterra


Dear Bank Manager

This is an actual letter sent to a bank in the United States. The Bank thought it amusing enough to publish in the New York Times.

Dear Sir:

I am writing to thank you for bouncing the check with which I endeavored to pay my plumber last month. By my calculations some three nanoseconds must have elapsed between his presenting the check, and the arrival in my account of the funds needed to honor it. I refer, of course, to the automatic monthly deposit of my entire salary, an arrangement which, I admit, has only been in place for eight years. You are to be commended for seizing that brief window of opportunity, and also for debiting my account with $50 by way of penalty for the inconvenience I caused to your bank.

My thankfulness springs from the manner in which this incident has caused me to rethink my errant financial ways. You have set me on the path of fiscal righteousness. No more will our relationship be blighted by these unpleasant incidents, for I am restructuring my affairs in 2000 taking as my model the procedures, attitudes and conduct of your very bank. I can think of no greater compliment, and I know you will be excited and proud to hear it. To this end, please be advised about the following changes.

I have noticed that whereas I personally attend to your telephone calls and letters, when I try to contact you I am confronted by the impersonal, ever-changing, pre-recorded, faceless entity, which your bank has become. From now on I, like you, choose only to deal with a flesh and blood person. My mortgage and loan repayments will, therefore and hereafter, no longer be automatic, but will arrive at your bank, by check, addressed personally and confidentially to an employee of your branch, whom you must nominate. You will be aware that it is an offence under the Postal Act for any other person to open such an envelope.

misterra

Please find attached an Application for Authorized Contact Status, which I require your chosen employee to complete. I am sorry it runs to eight pages, but in order that know as much about him or her as your bank knows about me, there is no alternative. Please note that all copies of his or her medical history must be countersigned by a Justice of the Peace, and that the mandatory details of his/her financial situation (income, debts, assets and liabilities) must be accompanied by documented proof. In due course I will issue your employee with a PIN number which he/she must quote in all dealings with me. I regret that it cannot be shorter than 28 digits but, again, I have modeled it on the number of button presses required to access my account balance on your phone bank service. As they say, imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.

Let me level the playing field even further by introducing you to my new telephone system, which you will notice, is very much like yours. My Authorized Contact at your bank, the only person with whom I will have any dealings, may call me at any time and will be answered by an automated voice. Press buttons as follows:

1) To make an appointment to see me
2) To query a missing payment
3) To transfer the call to my living room in case I am there
4) To transfer the call to my bedroom in case I am sleeping
5) To transfer the call to my toilet in case I am attending to nature
6) To transfer the call to my mobile phone in case I am not at home
7) To leave a message on my computer [to leave a message a password to access my computer is required: password will be communicated at a later date to the Authorized Contact
8) To return to the main menu and listen carefully to options 1 through 7
9) To make a general complaint or inquiry.

misterra

The Authorized Contact will then be put on hold, pending the attention of my automated answering service. While this may on occasion involve a lengthy wait, uplifting music will play for the duration. This month I’ve chosen a refrain from “The Best of Woody Guthrie”: “Oh, the banks are made of marble, With a guard at every door, And the vaults are filled with silver, That the miners sweated for.” After twenty minutes of that, our mutual Contact will probably know it by heart.

On a more serious note, we come to the matter of cost. As your bank has often pointed out, the ongoing drive for greater efficiency comes at a cost, a cost which you have always been quick to pass on to me. Let me repay your kindness by passing some costs back.

First, there is the matter of advertising material you send me. This I will read for a fee of $20 per page.

Inquiries from your Authorized Contact will be billed at $5 per minute of my time spent in response.

Any debits to my account, as, for example, in the matter of the penalty for the dishonored check, will be passed back to you.

My new phone service runs at 75 cents a minute (even Woody Guthrie doesn’t come for free), so you would be well advised to keep your inquiries brief and to the point.

Regrettably, but again following your example, I must also levy an establishment fee of 2% of my balance or $50 (whichever is more) to cover the setting up of this new arrangement.

May I wish you a happy, if ever-so-slightly less prosperous, New Year.

Your humble client,
XX

misterra


Top 10 Signs Your Co-Worker is a Hacker

10. You ticked him off once and your next phone bill was $20,000.

9. He’s won the Publisher’s Clearing House sweepstakes 3 years running.

8. When asked for his phone number, he gives it in hex.

7. Seems strangely calm whenever the office LAN goes down.

6. Somehow gets HBO on his PC at work.

5. Mumbled, “Oh, puh-leeez,” 95 times during the movie, “The Net.”

4. Massive RRSP contribution made in half-cent increments.

3. Video dating profile lists “public-key encryption” among turn-ons.

2. When his computer starts up, you hear, “Good Morning, Mr. President.”

1. You hear him murmur, “Let’s see you use that Visa card now, fool.”

misterra


Six Feet

Bob, a lawyer, was driving home over the Golden Gate Bridge after spending a great day on the ocean fishing. His catch, cleaned and filleted, was wrapped in newspaper on the passenger-side floor. He was late getting home and was speeding.

Wouldn’t you know that a cop jumped out, radar gun in hand, and motioned him to the side of the bridge. Bob pulled over like a good citizen. The cop walked up to the window and said, “You know how fast you were going, boy?”

Bob thought for a second and said, “Uh, 60?”

“67 miles per hour, son! 67 miles per hour in a 55 zone!” said the cop.

“But if you already knew, officer,” replied Bob, “why did you ask me?”

Fuming over Bob’s answer, the officer growled and said in his sarcastic fashion, “That’s speeding, and you’re getting a ticket and a fine!” The cop took a good close look at Bob in his stained fishing attire and said, “You don’t even look like you have a job! Why, I’ve never seen anyone so scruffy in my entire life!”

Bob answered, “I’ve got a job! I have a good, well-paying job!” The cop leaned in the window, smelling Bob’s fish, and said, “What kind of job would a bum like you have?”

“I’m a rectum stretcher!” replied Bob.

“What did you say, boy?” asked the patrolman.

“I’m a rectum stretcher!”

The cop, scratching his head, asked, “What does a rectum stretcher do?”

Bob explained, “People call me up and say they need to be stretched, so I go over to their house. I start with a couple of fingers, then a couple more, then one whole hand, and then two. Then I slowly pull them farther and farther apart until it’s a full six feet across.”

The cop, absorbed with these bizarre images in his mind, asked, “What the hell do you do with a six-foot asshole?”

Bob said, “You give him a radar gun and place him by a bridge!”

=)))))) Fara tinta precisa :-))

zoltan_b

Comanda de pizza in 2012
Clientul - Alo, bunã ziua, doresc sã comand douã pizza.
Telefonista - Mulţumim cã aţi sunat la Pizza Hut. Puteţi sã-mi daţi numãrul dvs. De identitate (NIDN - national ID number), domnule ?
Clientul - Numãrul meu de identitate
naţionalã… da, un moment. 6102049998-45- 54610.
Telefonista - Mulţumesc, dle X. Vãd cã locuiţi la 1742 Meadowland Drive şi aveţi tel. 494-2366. Telefonul dvs. de la serviciu la Lincoln Insurance este 745-2302, iar numãrul de celular este 266-2566. Adresa de e-mail este
xson123@home.net. Corect?
Clientul - Mda… Da’ de unde aveţi toate informaţiile mele?
Telefonista - Suntem legaţi, ca orice
companie, de HSS.
Clientul - HSS, ce drãcovenie mai este şi asta?
Telefonista - Suntem legaţi electronic de Homeland Security System, dom-nule.
Clientul - (oftând) Asta e. Vreau sã command douã pizza, Specialul All-Meat.
Telefonista - Nu cred cã este o idee prea bunã, domnule.
Clientul - Cum adicã? Este vreo problema cu pizza cu carne?
Telefonista - Domnule, analizele dvs.
medicale aratã cã aveţi tensiunea arterialã crescutã şi un colesterol destul de mare. Conform dosarului medical, compania de asigurãri nu vã permite alegerea pizzei cu carne.
Clientul - Ceee? Şi atunci ce-mi recomanzi?
Telefonista - Aţi putea încerca Pizza cu Soia care are procentul de grãsimi foarte scãzut. Ar trebui sã vã placã.
Clientul - Ce te face sã crezi cã o sã-mi placã?
Telefonista - Ei bine, vãd aici pe monitor cã sãptãmâna trecutã aţi fost la bibliotecã şi aţi citit o carte de Reţete Culinare cu Soia.
Clientul - Bine, bine. Dã-mi atunci douã pizza mãrime medie pentru familie.      
Telefonista - Da, mãrimea este potrivitã pt. dvs., soţie şi cei patru copii, iar ceea ce rãmâne puteţi sã daţi celor doi câini. Totalul dvs. este
$49.99.
Clientul - (strigând în casã) Nevastã,
adu-mi te rog credit cardul!

zoltan_b

Telefonista - Îmi pare rãu domnule, dar trebuie sã plãtiţi cash. Credit cardul dvs. Este blocat pentru depã-şirea limitei.
Clientul - Dau o fugã la o maşinã ATM şi voi scoate nişte bani înainte sã ajungã pizza la mine la uşã.
Telefonista - Îmi pare rãu, domnule, dar nici asta nu va fi posibil. Vãd aici cã nu aveţi niciun ban în contul dvs.
Clientul - Da, bine, n-are nimic. Trimite pizzele şi gãsesc eu nişte bani în casã pânã ajunge. În cât timp îmi vine pizza?
Telefonista - Suntem puţin în întâr-ziere, aş zice cam 45 de minute. Dacã vã grãbiţi, puteţi veni dvs. pânã aici sã ridicaţi personal
comanda, dupã ce faceţi rost de bani. Pe de altã parte, este puţin mai jenant sã cãraţi pizza pe motocicletã.
Clientul - Da de unde ştii cã merg cu
motocicleta?
Telefonista - Pãi scrie aici la infor-maţii despre vehicul. Aţi avut o maşinã care v-a fost luatã de com-pania de împrumut pentru cã nu
aţi plãtit la timp. Alãturi scrie cã Harley-ul dvs. este cu plata la zi şi, în plus, i-aţi umplut asearã rezervorul cu benzinã.
Clientul – % # & *…
Telefonista - V-aş sfãtui sã fiţi atent cu vocabularul ca sã nu o pãţiţi din nou. Vãd ca aţi fost arestat pentru cã aţi înjurat un poliţist, apoi judecã-torul cu care v-aţi certat v-a dat 90
zile de puşcãrie. Vãd cã de-abia v-aţi întors în societate de câteva zile şi asta este prima pizza pe care o co-mandaţi.
Clientul - (fãrã cuvinte)
Telefonista - Mai doriţi altceva, domnule?
Clientul - Da, am un cupon pentru o sticlã de 2 litri de Cola, gratis.
Telefonista - Îmi pare rãu, dar trebuie sã citiţi mai bine. Pe cupon şi în reclama noastrã scrie cã persoanele care suferã de diabet nu se calificã….

sicu

Mare grija la Carrefour! Escrocheria functioneaza in urmatorul fel: 2 pustoaice bune de 18 ani se apropie de masina in timp ce bagi cumparaturile in portbagaj incep sa stearga parbrizul de la masina cu o carpa in timp ce sanii le atarna afara din tricouri. E imposibil sa nu te uiti. Cand le multumesti si le dai niste bani, ele te roaga ca in loc de asta sa le duci la un alt magazin Carrefour. Accepti si ele se suie in spate. Pe drum incep sa faca sex una cu alta. Dupa un timp una dintre ele trece in fata si incepe sa iti faca sex oral. In acest timp cealalta iti fura portofelul! Va sfatuiesc sa fiti foarte atenti deoarece mie mi s-a intamplat lunea trecuta, miercuri, de doua ori, vineri, azi si ma duc si maine !!!

Cristina7

Knock, knock
Who's there?
You ever hear the joke about the broken pencil?
You ever hear the joke about the broken pencil who?
Nevermind, it's pointless.

Cristina7

Knock Knock
Come in.

Cristina7

How many Jews can you fit in a Mini???

Four...and possibly a small child

Cristina7

Yo mama is so fat she has to wear large clothes

Ramses3

Intrebare pt admini.
Saptamana trecuta am castigat 2 bilete la CinemaPro, si zic ia sa ma duc si eu la un film.
Ajung la casierie (urmam indicatiile din mesajul adminului cu Felicitari) si o intreb vreau si eu biletele mele de pe diseara.ro.
Aia se uita la ID-ul meu (datele din care nu sunt incluse nicaieri aici pe site) si zice ne pare rau nu sunteti aici. Zic , da stiu ca nu am cum dar am crezut ca poate apare castogator contul meu de pe diseara.ro (nu i-am zis nimic de nick ca nu cred ca stia aia).
Deci se mai uita aia odata si dupa aia imi arata si mie, acolo in dreptul diseara.ro erau nume, si doua bilete pe numele Georgiana Ivan mi se pare ca nu cred ca mai tin minte.
Deci adminilor care-i faza?

Benu

Pana va lamuriti voi cum sta treaba cu biletele la cinema, trebuie sa va zic repede-repede o faza, ca ma grabesc, dar vreau s-o mai afle si alti :D
Stateam bine-merci intr-un taxi la semafor, asteptam sa se faca verde. Pe partea dreapta vine din spate un minivan sau o minidubita, ca-mi scapa denumirea exacta, de marfa. Ceva legat de o firma de panificatie, parca. Si opreste si el la semafor. Brusc apare ca din pamant un tiganus, care cu amandoua mainile infipte serios in buzunare-cred ca nu aveau cusatura de incheiere, a mormait ceva legat de "daaa si mie un ban ca mi-e foame..."
Moment in care soferul scoate pe geam o punga de vreo 3-4 kg cu melci din paste fainoase. Din alea care se vand la vrac. Si i-o intinde astuia mic. Ghiciti ce face pustiul ?????
O refuza, bineinteles, ca...
"Ce sa fac eu cu d-astea? Mie bani pt mancare imi trebuie"
"Pai cu astea iti faci paste cu lapte, sunt bune pt ciorba etc..." si ce-o mai fi zis tipul de la volanul dubitei. Tiganusul da din nou din cap si pana la urma,primeste ceva maruntis din partea conducatorului dubei.
Am zis ca nu e  adevarat :)))))))) Radeam si eu si soferul de taxi.
Sa ajungi sa primesti de mancare si sa o refuzi, pe motiv ca-ti trebuie bani... de mancare.
Offfff, nici cersitul nu mai e ce-a fost odata :P

Benu

Misterra, n-am rezistat! M-am scotocit de banii de tigari pe saptamana viitoare :P si am plecat cu taxiul. Si la serv, am trecut in locul unei colege plecate in concediu...asa ca nu m-am plimbat "pe afara" cum fac eu de obicei in institutia aia. Si gata!
N-am rezistat, recunosc, mai ales cand parca vedeam ca va da si soarele azi... n-a dat, dar n-am calcat nici in balti ;)
Ce nu fac femeile pt asemenea momente ... :)))))))))

Fr33zy

25, te striga Mary Poppins de la tema zilei.:))