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Comedy has become very popular these days. You can even get it on TV. Sadly it's now more profitable to sell the space where the punchline goes, instead of telling a traditional funny joke. I heard the following jokes at a standup show last week:


Knock Knock
Who's there?
BT, we're here to talk to you about our great broadband packages.

Did you hear about the Irish gambler? He opened an online William Hill poker account and got £50 of free chips.

Why did the chicken cross the road?
To get to the HMV summer sale (3 dvds for £20).

What do you get when you cross a blu-ray player with a next generation games console?
A PS3, now in stock.

A priest, a nun and a rabbi are sitting on an airplane. It's lands safely. Qantas Airways.


It's all quite sickening, but I must admit that I laughed at all of them. It was just the way he told them.

Tony, Peteborough.

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A man walks into a bar. He's crying. He walks up to the barman, orders a Jack Daniels and Coke, and begins to tell the barman the tale of how he just found his wife in bed with his best friend. After eight JDs he's really sobbing heavily, so the barman puts his hand on the man's shoulder and says "Come on, mate, it'll be alright". The man completely misjudges the situation and leans over the bar and kisses the barman. The barman recoils in horror. "I'm sorry! I'm not gay!" says the man, "I'm just confused". Now, the barman is a sympathetic barman, but he's also an old fashioned barman. He's got no time for gays, same sex marriages and "all that other queer nonsense" as he calls it. As his homophobic hysteria reaches a climax, he pulls a baseball bat from behind the bar and smashes the man on the head with it. Killing him instantly.

Anthony, Wales.