Three guys stranded on a desert island find a magic lantern containing a genie, who grants them each one wish. The first guy wishes he was off the island and back home. The second guy wishes the same. The third guy says: ‘I’m lonely. I wish my friends were back here.’
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And then what happened? I heard this joke many times and it always leaves me confused... Did the Genie bring back the two people who wished they were off the island? but was that "my friends" or was the third man thinking of Pedro de la Sansa, a childhood friend of his who used to galavant around the countryside until one fateful day Jorge (the third man in the wish, he needs a name too seems unfair the only one is Pedro the friend who as we continue with the story, we will find out he is gay [FUCK, I ruined it, it's ok I'll think of a new @punchline]) decided he need to go on a voyage and see the world and all his Treasures. At the same time he did this Emmanuel and Gustav (yes, he's french lay off him, not his fault his mother enjoy croissants) decided to also discover the mysteries of the world.
Everything was going well on the voyage until...
Really? I think what really happened was that the genie heard this poor schmuck's plea and then held his hand while explaining that they weren't true friends.
"What real friend would just bugger off without even a mention or a goodbye? You're far better off without those losers." Said the genie.
"But they're the only friends I've known for the last seven years of my life. They were my everything. What will I do without them?"
"Well, I can think of a few things that only need you and I here. " Purred the genie into his ear, as his strong, blue hands slid over the shoulders and down his muscular back. As the memory of his previous island mates faded away, he melted into his new life.
And they lived happily ever after.
the genie offered them a threesome?
Why do people avoid telling Germans long stories? because the last time they concentrated it didn't go well.
an old irishman shuffles into a bar at sundown with his eyes low and his head down the bartender says "ay, billy! whats the matter. you seem troubled" billy responds with "you see this bar we're standing in. I built it with me own hands! but they don't call me the bar builder, no!
and the bridge everyone uses to cross the river to get to the market, i built that that with me own hands too! but do the call me the bridge builder? no, they do not.
and the wall that protects our city, i built that with me own hands too! and they don't call me the wall builder neither.
BUT YOU FUCK ONE GOAT!...
Haha, that is beautiful.