No-one Jokes

At a prominent Parisian brothel, the madam opened the ornate gilded door to see an elderly Jewish man. His clothes were dishevelled and he looked needy.

"Can I help you?" the madam asked.

"I'm here for Natalie," the old man replied.

"Sir, Natalie's one of our most expensive ladies, perhaps someone else..."

"No, I must see Natalie."

Just then Natalie appeared and announced to the old man she charged $1000 per visit.

The man never blinked and reached into his pocket and handed her ten $100 bills. The two went up to a room for an hour whereupon the man calmly left.

The next night he appeared again demanding Natalie. Natalie explained no-one had ever come back two nights in a row and there were no discounts. It was still $1000.

Again the old man took out the money, the two went up to the room and he calmly left an hour later.

When he showed up the more...

No-one suspects the butterfly!

> Everything was rather quiet in the hundred acre wood. The trees whispered
> to each other as the wind rustled their leaves. Under a large oak tree,
> there lived Pooh bear. From inside Pooh's house, there came a steady
> bang... bang... bang!, that was making his honey jars rattle on the
> sideboard. The light came through the window, and in the evening sun Pooh
> raised the axe once more and brought it down on the tattered remains of
> Christopher Robin. "Why... won't... he... fit..." puffed Pooh to himself as
> the axe came down once more. There was a small pile of earth, and a hole
> next to it, which Pooh had hidden with his favourite rug. Christopher
> Robin, selfish prat that he was, didn't quite fit in the hole Pooh had
> dug, so instead of making it wider he had decided to hack Christopher
> Robin's legs off. "A far more sensible idea", thought Pooh, and hummed a
> little song to himself as he more...