While I was brushing my teeth I was reminded of a joke that British John told me when he was in town. British John is another teacher who works for our company but works in a different province so we don't get to see him. We trained together in Dalian and he and I got along perfectly. He's from outside of Manchester and has a thick accent and a giant beard (he's sort of Muslim).
Anyway, when he was in town last week we got 'pissed' and started telling jokes. The one I loved went as follow:
So, a family is coming back from a wonderful holiday and they were going along a treacherous mountain road. The family was small, consisting of only a father, mother and daughter. As the car was gong around one of the curves, the father lost control and headed for the edge of a cliff side. In a last minute effort to save her daughter, the mother threw her daughter out the door and cried 'I love you' as the car flew from the precipice.
The daughter was understandable distraught and only sustained a broken leg. She sat on the road side and began to weep uncontrollably and considered throwing herself off after her parents. Just then a local man came to her and asked, 'Lass, why is a pretty young girl like yourself crying so?' To which she replied, 'I'm 17 years old and I have just lost both of my parents. One our way back from holiday, our car lost control and crashed, killing my parents and leaving me orphaned. To make matters worse, I fear I've shattered my leg,' she cried.
The local man gazed at her compassionately, unzipped his pants and said, 'Boy, this really isn't your lucky day is it lass...'
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