Monday, 23 November 2009

Three Nuns

Three Italian nuns die and go to heaven.

At the Pearly Gates, they are met by St. Peter. He says, "Sisters, you have all led such exemplary lives that the Lord is granting you six months to go back to earth and be anyone you wish to be
The first nun says, "I want to be Sophia Loren;" and *poof* she's gone.
The second says, "I want to be Madonna and *poof* she's gone.
The third says, "I want to be Sara Pipalini.."
St. Peter looks perplexed. "Who?" he asks
"Sara Pipalini" replies the nun.
St. Peter shakes his head and says, "I'm sorry, but that name just doesn't ring a bell."
The nun then takes a newspaper out of her habit and hands it to St. Peter.
St. Peter reads the paper and starts laughing he hands it back to her and says. "No sister, the paper says it was the ' Sahara Pipeline' that was laid by 1,400 men in 6 months."

If you laugh, you are going straight to hell!

Teddy Bears

This joke was sent to me by email for sharing, enjoy

A woman meets a man in a bar. They talk, they connect, they end up leaving together and go back to his place.As he shows her around his apartment she notices that one wall of his bedroom is completely filled with soft, sweet, cuddly teddy bears. There are three shelves in the bedroom with hundreds and hundreds of cute cuddly teddy bears carefully placed in rows covering the entire wall. It was obvious that he had taken quite some time to lovingly arrange them and she was immediately touched by the amount of thought he had put into organizing the display. There were small bears all along the bottom shelf, medium-sized bears covering the length of the middle shelf, and huge enormous bears running all the way along the top shelf. She found it strange for an obviously masculine guy to have such a large collection of Teddy Bears. She is quite impressed by his sensitive side but doesn't mention this to him. They share a bottle of wine and continue talking and after a while, she finds her self thinking, 'Oh my God! maybe this guy could be the one. Maybe he could be the future father of my children?'She turns to him and kisses him lightly on the lips, he responds warmly. They continue to kiss, the passion builds and he romantically lifts her in his arms and carries her into his bedroom where they rip off each other s clothes and make hot, steamy love. She is so overwhelmed that she responds with more passion, more creativity, more heat than she has ever known. After an intense, explosive night of raw passion with this sensitive guy, they are lying there together in the after glow. The woman rolls over, gently strokes his chest and asks coyly, 'Well,how was it?' The guy gently smiles at her then strokes her cheek and looks deeply into her eyes and says 'Help yourself to any prize from the middle shelf'

Thursday, 23 October 2008

A stick of Rock,Cock ?


This postcard without doubt went on sale at Margate during the early part of the 1950's, such a postcard appealed directly to the earthy humour of the working class londoner who visted Margate in the thousands. This particular card "A stick of Rock, Cock" resulted in prosecution for the artist Donald Mcgill under the obscene publications act in 1954.

Tuesday, 14 October 2008

A censored postcard 1950's ?

During the early 1950's a series of prosecutions of comic postcard artists, sellers and publishers at many seaside resorts took place. Using the outdated 1857 obscene publications act some local authorities incluiding Margate Borough Council clamped done on the sale of comic postcards which they branded as obscene. Inspite of the persecution, the controversial comic postcards with double meanings continued to be published. To avoid prosecution some comic postcards displayed the British Board of Postcard Censors logo as shown.
Harmless by today's standards this card was "distributed" and not published by Coastal Cards Ltd, Clacton on Sea . The artist is not named either which is not surprising.
I was lucky to purchase this card about ten years ago from old stock on display at the flower shop at the top of Margate High Street run by Margate's Mr Postcard himself Fred Houghton. It is one of my favourites.
This card is in a typical post war format with the art work in a rectangle to enable the postcard to be published on any available size card due to cost or card shortage. Also Aunties hair style is certainly very much the style of that period.