1. Whats your Name?
2. Are we close?
3. What do you think of me?
4. Do you hav a crush on me?
5. Would u fight me?
6. would u batter me?
7. Dd u ever box me
8. Dd u ever wanna clatter me?
9. Describe me in 3 words?
10. If u Had Me for 30 Mins wat would you do?
11. What was ur first impression of me?
12. Do u still think the same?
13. what reminds you of me?
14. if you could give me anything what would it be?
15. how well do you know me?
16. What do u like best about me?
17. ever wanted to tell me something you couldnt?
18. give me a nickname and explain why?
19. if ur a girl do u wear knickers?
20. Doyahz Like me as a friend ..??
21.any thing to say before you go

A woman was at her hair dresser's getting her hair styled for a trip to Rome with her husband. She mentioned the trip to the hairdresser, who responded:

Rome ? Why would anyone want to go there? It's crowded and dirty. You're crazy to go to Rome. So, how are you getting there?'

'We're taking Continental,' was the reply. 'We got a great rate!'

'Continental?' exclaimed the hairdresser. 'That's a terrible airline. Their planes are old, their flight attendants are ugly , and they're always late. So, where are you staying in Rome ?'

'We'll be at this exclusive little place over on Rome's Tiber River called Teste.'

'Don't go any further. I know that place. Everybody thinks it's gonna be something special and exclusive, but it's really a dump, the worst hotel in the city! The rooms are small, the service is surly, and they're overpriced.

So, whatcha' doing when you get there?'

'We're going to go to see the Vatican and we hope to see the Pope.'

'That's rich ,' laughed the hairdresser. 'You and a million other people trying to see him. He'll look the size of an ant.

Boy, good luck on this lousy trip of yours. You're going to need it.'

A month later, the woman again came in for a hairdo. The hairdresser asked her about her trip to Rome .

'It was wonderful,' explained the woman, 'not only were we on time in one of Continental's brand new planes, but it was overbooked, and they bumped us up to first class. The food and wine were wonderful, and I had a handsome 28-year-old steward who waited on me hand and foot.

And the hotel was great! They'd just finished a £5 million remodeling job, and now it's a jewel, the finest hotel in the city They, too, were overbooked, so they apologized and gave us their owner's suite at no extra charge!'

'Well,' muttered the hairdresser, 'that's all well and good, but I know you didn't get to see the Pope.'

'Actually, we were quite lucky, because as we toured the Vatican, a Swiss Guard tapped me on the shoulder, and explained that the Pope likes to meet some of the visitors, and if I'd be so kind as to step into his private room and wait, the Pope would personally greet me.

Sure enough, five minutes later, the Pope walked through the door and shook my hand! I knelt down and he spoke a few words to me.'

'Oh, really! What 'd he say ?'

He said: 'Where the fuck did you get the shit hairdo done? '

There was this duck that walked into a bar and sat down in a stool and the
bartender said, "Can I help you?"

The duck said, "quack, quack, quack,,, got any bread?"

The bartender said, "NO! This is a bar and we don't sell bread."

The duck walked out and then he came in the next day and sat in the very same
stool!

The bartender walked over and asked him if he could help him? The duck said,
"quack, quack, quack,,, got any bread?"

The bartender said, "NO this is a BAR we don't sell bread!" So the duck
walked out again and left.

He came back the next day and sat in the same stool once again! The duck
yelled at the bartender, "quack, quack, quack, and got any bread?"

The bartender said, "NO. And if you come back here once more askin for bread I am going to
nail your bill to the bar.” The duck said, "ok", and left.

The next day came and sure enough the duck came back except he only peeped his
head inside the door. He said, "quack, quack, got any nails?" The bartender replied, "No!"

The duck said "Have you got any bread?"