Chuckled Jokes

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    Original: Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer. ..
    Translation: Rudolph was a four-hooved ungulate,
    Original: Had a very shiny nose. ..
    Translation: Who, incidentally, possessed a nasal appendage of a maroon lustre.
    Original: And if you ever saw him. ..
    Translation: Consequently, if circumstances were to present themselves that he
    ever came into your view,
    Original: You would even say it glows. ..
    Translation: You would most undoubtedly remark at to its illuminary qualities.
    Original: All of the other reindeer. ..
    Translation: The multitude of other members of the population in his
    ecological community,
    Original: Used to laugh and call him names. ..
    Translation: Had previously teased, chuckled boisterously, and dubbed him
    unspeakable pseudonyms -- the objective of which was to lower his self-esteem
    and make him miserable.
    Original: They never let poor Rudolph join in any reindeer games. ..
    Translation: They more...

    Original: Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer. ..
    Translation: Rudolph was a four-hooved ungulate, Original: Had a very shiny nose. ..
    Translation: Who, incidentally, possessed a nasal appendage of a maroon lustre. Original: And if you ever saw him. ..
    Translation: Consequently, if circumstances were to present themselves that he ever came into your view, Original: You would even say it glows. ..
    Translation: You would most undoubtedly remark at to its illuminary qualities. Original: All of the other reindeer. ..
    Translation: The multitude of other members of the population in his ecological community, Original: Used to laugh and call him names. ..
    Translation: Had previously teased, chuckled boisterously, and dubbed him unspeakable pseudonyms - the objective of which was to lower his self-esteem and make him miserable. Original: They never let poor Rudolph join in any reindeer games. ..
    Translation: They also excluded him from participation in leisure more...

    'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the shop,
    The computers were whirring; they never do stop.
    The power was on and the temperature right,
    In hopes that the input would feed back that night.
    The system was ready, the program was coded,
    And memory drums had been carefully loaded;
    While adding a Christmasy glow to the scene,
    The lights on the console, flashed red, white and green.
    When out in the hall there arose such a clatter,
    The programmer ran to see what was the matter.
    Away to the hallway he flew like a flash,
    Forgetting his key in his curious dash.
    He stood in the hallway and looked all about,
    When the door slammed behind him, and he was locked out.
    Then, in the computer room what should appear,
    But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer;
    And a little old man, who with scarcely a pause,
    Chuckled: "My name is Santa... the last name is Claus."
    The computer was more...

    Original: Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer...
    Translation: Rudolph was a four-hooved ungulate,
    Original: Had a very shiny nose...
    Translation: Who, incidentally, possessed a nasal appendage of a maroon lustre.
    Original: And if you ever saw him...
    Translation: Consequently, if circumstances were to present themselves that he ever came into your view,
    Original: You would even say it glows...
    Translation: You would most undoubtedly remark at to its illuminary qualities.
    Original: All of the other reindeer...
    Translation: The multitude of other members of the population in his ecological community,
    Original: Used to laugh and call him names...
    Translation: Had previously teased, chuckled boisterously, and dubbed him unspeakable pseudonyms - the objective of which was to lower his self-esteem and make him miserable.
    Original: They never let poor Rudolph join in any reindeer games...
    Translation: They also excluded him from participation in more...

    Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the shop,
    The computers were whirring; they never do stop.
    The power was on and the temperature right,
    In hopes that the input would feed back that night.
    The system was ready, the program was coded,
    And memory drums had been carefully loaded;
    While adding a Christmasy glow to the scene,
    The lights on the console, flashed red, white and green.
    When out in the hall there arose such a clatter,
    The programmer ran to see what was the matter.
    Away to the hallway he flew like a flash,
    Forgetting his key in his curious dash.
    He stood in the hallway and looked all about,
    When the door slammed behind him, and he was locked out.
    Then, in the computer room what should appear,
    But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer;
    And a little old man, who with scarcely a pause,
    Chuckled: "My name is Santa... the last name is Claus."
    The computer was more...

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