Porky Jokes

A little girl was walking her dog through the park when an old man approached her. "That sure is a very pretty dress you're wearing," he said.
"Why, thank you, sir," the little girl replied. "My mommy bought it for me. This is my dog, Porky."
"What a sweet little girl," the man thought to himself.
"I'll bet a quarter that I can guess why you named him that," the old man challenged.
"I'll bet that you can't," she replied.
"Let's see," the old man said, with a chuckle. "I'll bet you called him Porky because he's so fat."
"No, sir," she replied, shaking her head. "We called him Porky because he fucks pigs!"

Porky was eighteen years old, friendly, and eager to do things right. Unfortunately, he wasn't especially bright. He had just started his first job, as a delivery boy and general' go-fer' at a furniture warehouse.
His first task was to go out for coffee. He walked into a nearby coffee shop carrying a large thermos. When the counterman finally noticed him, he held up the thermos.
"Is this big enough to hold six cups of coffee?" he said.
The counterman looked at the thermos, hesitated for a few seconds, then finally said, "Yeah. It looks like about six cups to me."
"Good," Porky said. "Give me two regular, two black, and two decaf."

Porky was eighteen years old, friendly, and eager to do things right. Unfortunately, he wasn't especially bright. He had just started his first job, as a delivery boy and general' go-fer' at a furniture warehouse. His first task was to go out for coffee. He walked into a nearby coffee shop carrying a large thermos. When the counterman finally noticed him, he held up the thermos.
"Is this big enough to hold six cups of coffee?" he said.
The counterman looked at the thermos, hesitated for a few seconds, then finally said, "Yeah. It looks like about six cups to me."
"Good," Porky said. "Give me two regular, two black, and two decaf."