God is sitting in heaven talking to Saint Peter.
“I’m worn out, Pete, I really need a holiday.”
Peter thinks for a moment and then says, “Why don’t you go to Pluto? It’s quiet and out of the way.”
God replies, “Too cold. And it’s not really a planet.”
“Venus? You can relax in the sun.”
“No. Too hot. And the Venusians are boring.”
“What about Earth? You haven’t been there for a couple of thousand years.”
God looks horrified. “Oh no. Last time I was there I banged some Jewish chick and they’re still talking about it!”
“I’m worn out, Pete, I really need a holiday.”
Peter thinks for a moment and then says, “Why don’t you go to Pluto? It’s quiet and out of the way.”
God replies, “Too cold. And it’s not really a planet.”
“Venus? You can relax in the sun.”
“No. Too hot. And the Venusians are boring.”
“What about Earth? You haven’t been there for a couple of thousand years.”
God looks horrified. “Oh no. Last time I was there I banged some Jewish chick and they’re still talking about it!”
Playing Cluedo with my mum while I was at Uni:
"You did WHAT? With WHO? WHERE???"
