Two monks walk into a Dostoevsky-themed bar and order drinks. “I’ll have a Karamat,” says one.
“I’ll have a Karamat, too,” says the other.
The barman frowns apologetically. “Sorry brothers, Karamat’s off.”
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Two monks walk into a Dostoevsky-themed bar and order drinks. “I’ll have a Karamat,” says one.
“I’ll have a Karamat, too,” says the other.
The barman frowns apologetically. “Sorry brothers, Karamat’s off.”
Tuesday, April 19, 2011 at 4:43 pm |
That joke is both crime and punishment.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011 at 1:41 am |
I’m gratified that you did at least refrain from nominating me as the idiot.