Here is a really bad joke I heard while in the militry (mild version of course):


A fella from Odessa Texas had just retired from working years at a corporate firm. He now was retired.

He always wanted to see N.Y.City.

He bought himself a Harley and headed to N.Y.C.

While driving his bike through Manhatten he was stopped at a traffic light. As the many people crossed the road he noticed a group of punk rockers with spiked hair. They also noticed him staring at them. One of them shouted, "What the Heck are you looking at old man!"


He then responded, "Oh nothing---but a few years ago I screwed a peacock and I was wondering which one of you was my kid?"