Do you think this is a bit funny?!
Question: Count Dracula is on the pull in Glasgow. He spends the night drinking
Bloody Mary's in various clubs and biting on unsuspecting women's necks.
He's heading for home, along Argyle Street some time before
dawn.
Suddenly he's hit on the back of the head. He looks round and sees
nothing.
He looks down and sees a small sausage roll. Mmmm, he thinks.
What's going on here?
A few yards further on and........BANG. Smacked on the back of
the head again! He whirls round as quick as he can - nothing. Again he
looks down and there's a small triangular sandwich lying on the ground.
How odd!
A few more yards further along the street and........crash.
Smacked on the back of the head yet again! He whirls round as quick as
he can - nothing. He's getting really angry now. Again he looks down
and there's a cocktail sausage lying on the ground. He stands and peers
into the darkness of the night.
Nothing.
He walks a few yards further along again when he gets a tap on the
shoulder. With a swirl of his cape and a cloud of mist he turns as fast
as he can.
He feels a sharp pain in his heart. He falls to the ground clutching
his chest, which is punctured by a small cocktail stick laden
with a chunk of cheese and a pickled onion.
On the ground dying, he looks up and sees a young female. With
his dying breath he gasps, "Who the hell are you?"
...
Are you ready?...
Brace yourself...
...
....
....
....
...
"BUFFET, the vampire slayer."
Answers: Count Dracula is on the pull in Glasgow. He spends the night drinking
Bloody Mary's in various clubs and biting on unsuspecting women's necks.
He's heading for home, along Argyle Street some time before
dawn.
Suddenly he's hit on the back of the head. He looks round and sees
nothing.
He looks down and sees a small sausage roll. Mmmm, he thinks.
What's going on here?
A few yards further on and........BANG. Smacked on the back of
the head again! He whirls round as quick as he can - nothing. Again he
looks down and there's a small triangular sandwich lying on the ground.
How odd!
A few more yards further along the street and........crash.
Smacked on the back of the head yet again! He whirls round as quick as
he can - nothing. He's getting really angry now. Again he looks down
and there's a cocktail sausage lying on the ground. He stands and peers
into the darkness of the night.
Nothing.
He walks a few yards further along again when he gets a tap on the
shoulder. With a swirl of his cape and a cloud of mist he turns as fast
as he can.
He feels a sharp pain in his heart. He falls to the ground clutching
his chest, which is punctured by a small cocktail stick laden
with a chunk of cheese and a pickled onion.
On the ground dying, he looks up and sees a young female. With
his dying breath he gasps, "Who the hell are you?"
...
Are you ready?...
Brace yourself...
...
....
....
....
...
"BUFFET, the vampire slayer."
Oh GB Very funny as usual.
xD Haha!
That's priceless!!
hee hee!
its a bit funny yeah
LMAO!!
groan
6/10
I just love these shaggy dog stories
ho ho ho i love it. why glasgow, though?
they get worse... lol
lmao
It made me smile and then I felt very guilty for doing so. Awful in the best kind of way.
Funny
Yep very funny!
EXELENT HILARIOUS I LOVE IT WELL DONE
So bad it's great!
Haha lool
I didnt get that for a sec but then i relised it!!!
HAHAHA!!!!!!!
xxxxx
Just a bit - thanks for the humour
This actually happened in Sauchiehall Street but no-one can spell it!!
Great joke!!
have a star!!
That's HILARIOUS!!!!!!!!!!! I laughed loud!
brilliant, fantastic, great joke. have a star.10/10.
ha ha ha funny
he he!
Good one shorty, I see you have been in the Brandy cabinet again.
that is very funny
Good joke. Thanks for sharing. lol §§§
haha suitable for the halloween season. lol
Ha Ha! Funny! 10!
hahahaha funny
good one
hahahaha lol