A couple of drinking buddies, who are airplane mechanics, are in the hangar at Logan; it’s fogged in and they have nothing to do. One of them says to the other, “Man, have you got anything to drink?”
The other one says, “Nah, but I hear you can drink jet fuel, and that it will kinda give you a buzz.”
So they drink it, get smashed and have a great time; like only drinking buddies can do. The following morning, one of them gets up and is surprised he feels good, in fact, he feels great – NO hangover! The phone rings, it’s his buddy.
The buddy says, “Hey, how do you feel?”
He said, “I feel great!!”, and the buddy says, “I feel great too!! You don’t have a hangover?” and he says, “No that jet fuel is great stuff, no hangover, we ought to do this more often.”
“Yeah, we could, but there’s just one thing…..”
“Did you fart yet?”
“Well, DON’T, ’cause I’m in Phoenix!”
A trumpeter is hired to play two solos in a movie. After the sessions he is paid handsomely and promised by the director that he will be notified when the movie is released to the public.
Three months later, he receives a notice that the movie will make its debut in Times Square at a porno house. The musician enters the theatre wearing a dark raincoat and shades. Unaccustomed to porno flicks, he sits in the last row next to an elderly couple.score
The film has explicit sex scenes and near the end a dog has intercourse with the leading female character.
The musician who is immensely embarrassed turns to the elderly couple and whispers, “I wrote the score and I just came to hear the music”, to which the elderly woman whispers in reply, “We just came to see our dog.”