Search for the Missing Head

[Esco!]

http://ottawasun.ca/News/National/2006/04/27/1552479-sun.html

OK people, I'm in charge of this operation now.
There's 10 grand on the line and all we need is the following:

1) A piece of the woman's clothing (preferably a scarf or headband; no pun intended).
2) A pack of Bloodhounds.

Esco will lead the charge!!!


http://www.bhlegends.com/Theboys.jpg

 

[Esco!]

Thread Thief!!!

I'll bet you got the missing head!!






You keep talking about it.........ooppss..........I mean her







That ransom is mine dammit!!!!






Wait till my bloodhound pack gets a hold of you
http://www.bhlegends.com/Theboys.jpg

 

[Esco!]

Hey Alexa, check out my main man:

http://www.homestead.com/brewdunbloodhounds/files/lugahead.jpg

 

[Esco!]

It's all fun and games till someone loses a head people

 

[LancsLad]

All of this reminds me of a girlfriend from highschool, after we broke up I was really missing that head. Damn.

 

[Jade4u]

Let me look up my _______

oh never mind, wrong type of head.

 

[red]

well this is one way to get ahead

 

[Tragically_Glib]

Oh man, I am going to get banned for sure

The heading reminded me of an old joke. I can't help it.



Two Tramps walking down a railway track. One tramp turns to the other and says "This is my lucky stretch of track. Last month I found a case of whisky, took back to my mattress, underneath the arches and got pissed for a week!"

"Lucky bastard!" replied the other tramp.

A couple of miles later the other tramp boasts “This his lucky stretch of track. last month, I got to here and there was a woman, naked, tied to the tracks. So I untied her and we went back to my mattress underneath the arches and we fucked all weekend, I mean we did everything!"

"Wow! You lucky bastard!" replied the first tramp, "You did everything! Did she suck your cock?"

"No" he replied, "I couldn't find her head."

 

[stang]

Okay, since this is the head thread.....

A bereaved woman goes into a funeral home to make arrangements for her husband's funeral. She tells the director that she wants her husband to be buried in a dark blue suit. He asks, "Wouldn't it just be easier to bury him in the black suit that he's wearing now?"

"No," she insists. "It must be a blue suit." She then gives him a blank check to buy one. When she comes back for the wake, she sees her husband in the coffin and he is still wearing the black suit.

She tells the director, "Sir, this is absolutely against our wishes. I’d asked you to have him wearing a blue suit. I demand you correct this at once!"

The director looks a little embarrassed at the mistake, and opens the the door to the hallway and yells “Hey Charlie! Change heads on numbers 1 and 3”!