British Humour...

Question

Chap walks into a pub. Orders a pint of bitter and a bag of crisps. Sups the pint, doesn’t open the bag of crisps but puts it on his head and walks out. Next night, same thing: pint, crisps, drinks the beer, bag on head, walks out. This goes on for a week or two.

Then one night the barman tells him they’d no crisps, so the chap says he’ll have peanuts instead then. Drinks the pint, bag on the head, walks out. He passes a bloke in the street, who taps him on the shoulder and says, “‘Scuse me mate, none of my business, but I’ve got ask, would you kindly tell me why you’ve got a bag of peanuts on your head?” “Just been in the Rose and Crown,” he says, “They’ve run out of crisps”.

I met my wife on a speed-dating evening. I was a bit surprised because I thought she was at home looking after the kids.

Answer 1

Brits don't know how to spell humor, or color, or demeanor, etc.

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Grr......

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There was a Welsh lad who would savour

The taste and the spelling of flavour,

But THEN cried, "By Gwyn,

To my grief and chagrin,

In the US, 'tis met with disfavour!"

Answer 2

Thanks for the giggles! 

Answer 3

You are coming up with some posts that are fun/interesting, Sirfurryanimal thank you, and ima go see if I can find a British joke and post it here for you!

N'kay I found one for you, this is a British version of a blonde joke...published in TIME Magazine:

A young blond woman is distraught because she fears her husband is having an affair, so she goes to a gun shop and buys a handgun. The next day she comes home to find her husband in bed with a beautiful redhead. She grabs the gun and holds it to her own head. The husband jumps out of bed, begging and pleading with her not to shoot herself. Hysterically the blond responds to the husband, “Shut up…you’re next!”  

Answer 4

Don't know much Limey humor but I'll see what I can find.

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