In need of good Polish jokes about Polish culture, people, etc

MediaWatchThreads: 31 Posts: 1,306 Joined: Aug 30, 08 ♂	May 26, 10, 06:16 #31
espana: Knock knock. Who's there? Polish burglar polish paramedics Yeah those Poles have subhuman intelligence alright. LOL Good ol Adolf would love you.

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May 27, 10, 18:31 #32

The year is 1978. A little angel is dent down from heaven to check out things down on Earth. He comes back and tells God: "A Pole has been elected pope" and God replies: 'JA WIEM!'

Why are Polish jokes so short? - So the idiots that tell them can remember them.

A Pole, Frenchman and Jew walking through the woods spot a skunk a running into a cave. The Pole says 'I'll catch him', enters the cave but soon re-emerges holding his nose and gasping for air. The Frenchman does the some. Finally the Jew gives it a go, but this time the skunk re-emerges holding its nose and gasping for air. (NB: any nationalities may be subsituted -- Lusatians, Albanians, Samogitians, Slavonians, etc.).

At a Polish-Soviet border crossing one dark, cold night the Soviet border guard saw that his Polish counterpart had dozed off ( probably nursing a hangover), slumped over the border post and his had rolled over to the Soviet side. The Russky’s duty was ending so he decided to play a trick on the Pole and crapped into his hat. Several weeks passed before the same two soldiers were on guard duty at the same time again, but neither said a word. It so happened, that this time it was the Soviet soldier that dozed off. When he woke up in his cap was a bottle of Winiak and Starka, a box of Wedel chocolates, a Krakus tinned ham and a carton of high-class Carmen cigarettes. Next time the two duties coincided, the Russian was greatly embarrassed and profusely apologized that he had played such a nasty trick and the Pole had given him such luxury delicacies. To which the Pole replied: “Co kto ma to daje!” (You can only give what you’ve got).

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May 28, 10, 14:21 #33

The leader of the London-based Polish Government in Exile challenged the Polish Communist leader (in actuality the Soviet puppet) Bolesław Bierut to a foot race. The émigré leader being younger and in better shape easily won. Next day Trybuna Ludu (Polish Communist party organ) ran big, bold headlines across its front page:
COMRADE BIERUT CAPTURES COVETED SECOND PLACE
Reactionary émigré politician is last but one (or: second to last)

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May 28, 10, 14:44 #34

There are countless Góral (highlander) jokes. Here's one:

A highlander was in court on charges of killing a tourist who was found with multiple stab wounds. Asked to explain, the highlander said: Well, you see, it was like this, Your Worship.
I was sitting on a stump whittling away when this ceper* came round and tripped so unfortunately that he impaled himself on my whittling knife. And he did so a total of 17 times.
* Ceper (pronounced tsepper rhyming with the American pronunciation of pepper) is Góralese for an outsider, tourist, holidaymaker, cityslicker, etc.

A ceper is trekking through the mountains and comes across a Góral stretched out in a mountain clearing, puffing his pearwood pipe. The ceper asks the time, whereupon the Górał jiggles the gonads of a goat grazing at his side and says: It's half past 10. Several hours later the same ceper is returning from his hike and again asks the Góral for the time. The Góral again jiggles the goat's testicles and says. It's 1.27. The bewildered tourist asks how is it that you can tell the time by fiddling with the goat's testicles. Very simple, says the Góral. Our church just below us gas got a clock tower and the goat’s balls obstruct it from view. When I push them aside I can see the time.

A Góral woman is all in tears and tells her crony that he’d put her hubby’s favourite moccasins on the stove to dry and they got burnt and he will kill her when he finds out. The crony tells her what to do. When you two are in bed and he is just about to achieve his highpoint, you should try to tear yourself away. When he asks what’s wrong, tell him: Your moccasins are on the stove drying and I don’t want them to burn. So she did as suggested and the frenzied, revved-up Góral pulled her back into bed and said: LET ‘EM BURN!

Polonius3Threads: 1,005 Posts: 4,835 Joined: Apr 11, 08 ♂	May 28, 10, 15:17 #35
How many Poles does it take to change the world? Two -- An electrician from Gdańsk and a former cardinal from Kraków.

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May 28, 10, 15:20 #36

Trevek:

the most intelligent

poland???

POLENGGGsThreads: 5 Posts: 211 Joined: Apr 26, 10 ♂	May 29, 10, 13:48 #37
espana: Trevek: the most intelligent poland??? Well, you were right about the Paramedics, especially the one from woj. Łódzkie. Poles are so intelligent that they is like a camaeleon , you might think you're dating a homosexual and then you get robbed and bashed for free.

Miguel ColombiaThreads: 3 Posts: 711 Joined: Apr 20, 10 ♂	May 29, 10, 14:00 #38
espana: poland??? Now that was as creative as stupid.

Polonius3Threads: 1,005 Posts: 4,835 Joined: Apr 11, 08 ♂	May 29, 10, 16:51 #39
The head of an artifical insemination station is surprised to see a small 5-year-old boy leading a cow by a rope who says: 'I've brought our cow to see a bull.' 'Shouldn't your father have done it?' asks the man. 'No, it has to be a bull,' replies the lad.

kondziorThreads: 2 Posts: 441 Joined: Oct 16, 09 ♂	May 29, 10, 21:41 #40
^^^^^^^^^^^ The version I know ended:"Yes, my father could, but the bull will do the better job"

Polonius3Threads: 1,005 Posts: 4,835 Joined: Apr 11, 08 ♂	May 30, 10, 22:15 #41
What with the EU's Schengen Treaty, Europeans are now zippnig across the continent without worrying about border controls. In that connection Germans say 'You know you're in Poland becuasd of the potholed, washboard roads...' and Poles reply: 'You know youi're in Germany, becuase the cows are better-looking than the women!'

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May 30, 10, 23:27 #42

Not all Polish jokes contain the word 'Polish' nor necessarily speak of a German, Russian and Pole. Most are based on situational humor and often run in series. Here are some Pan Hrabia jokes:

Children see Pan Hrabia (the local squire) taking a stroll and ask him whether a monster lives in his manor house. He replies: 'No, my mother-in-law died last year!'

Pan Hrabia returned compeltely p*ssed from a banquet. Next morning he asks his butler. 'Jan, how many pull-chains are on our toilet?' 'One, sir.' 'Bloody hell, I've crapped beneath the hall clock again!'

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May 30, 10, 23:55 #43

Polonius3:

Not all Polish jokes contain the word 'Polish' nor necessarily speak of a German, Russian and Pole. Most are based on situational humor and often run in series. Here are some Pan Hrabia jokes:

Children see Pan Hrabia (the local squire) taking a stroll and ask him whether a monster lives in his manor house. He replies: 'No, my mother-in-law died last year!'

Pan Hrabia returned compeltely p*ssed from a banquet. Next morning he asks his butler. 'Jan, how many pull-chains are on our toilet?' 'One, sir.' 'Bloody hell, I've crapped beneath the hall clock again!'

Its true there are many type of Polish jokes. Real Polish jokes told by Poles generally don't insult Polish people like the 1960's-70's Hollywood/TV media pushed subhuman intelligence jokes did against Polish people. You have the Pierogi and Kielbasa Polish jokes which exaggerate how Poles like these foods and you also have jokes told by Poles in Poland (1945-1990) showing the hypocracies of the Soviet system they were forced to live under, that the Soviets thought was so great.

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May 31, 10, 14:21 #44

Pan Hrabia is attmepting to make love to Pani Hrabina (the countess) but, despite his efforts, can't seem to positon hismelf right and calls his butler Jan (Polish butelrs were traditonally addressed by only their first names). 'Jan, I need some light so hold up a candelarbra so I can see what I'm doing.' But despite the improved illumination, things still aren't working out, so he jumps up in exasperation, scolds Jan for holding the candelabra the wrong way, snatches it away from him and orders Jan to trade places. Jan plunges into things and has the job done in no time. 'I hope you now see how you're supposed to hold the candelabra!' exclaims Pan Hrabia triumphantly.

z_dariusThreads: 22 Posts: 5,091 Joined: Oct 18, 07 ♂	May 31, 10, 14:30 #45
Pan Hrabia comes back home on an early morning after an intense night with Pani Hrabina (the countess). Jan, his servant, helps him undress and then assists him with the bath. But sir! Exclaims Jan. Why does your penis have all those cuts? Oh, you knw the countess. She is so well mannered she wouldn't put anything into her mouth without fork and knife.

Polonius3Threads: 1,005 Posts: 4,835 Joined: Apr 11, 08 ♂	May 31, 10, 14:45 #46
Indeed, those bluebloods sure know their etiquette!

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May 31, 10, 22:07 #47

** A devout Catholic Pole, who owned an off-licence, was surprised to see a nun from his parish asking for a bottle of whisky. ‘It’s for Mother Superior’s constipation,’ she explained. Walking home from work that day he passed the convent and through the window could see the same nun on a table doing the cancan, singing bawdy ballads at the top of her lungs, twirling her large rosary and quaffing the whisky straight from the bottle. Shocked and in disbelief he knocked on the door and said: ‘Sister, you lied to me! You said the whisky was for Mother Superior’s constipation.’ ‘But it is,’ she replied. ‘When she sees me like this she’ll sh*t!

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May 31, 10, 22:22 #48

** An eldelry Polish nun in a all-girls' Catholic lyceum was asking her maturzystki (prospective school-leavers) what they wanted to be in life. The answers were your stereotypical: stewardess, researcher, film star, chef, nurse, physician, businesswoman and housewife until one girl said 'Prostitute'.
The nun fainted at the sound of that word and was brought too with smelling salts. 'My daughter, what did you say? My old ears must be playing tricks on me.' 'I said I wanted to be a prostitute.' replied the girl. 'Oh, thank goodness,' said the nun with a sigh of relief. 'I thought you'd said "Protestant"!'

** A devout Catholic Pole, who owned an off-licence, was surprised to see a nun from his parish asking for a bottle of whisky. ‘It’s for Mother Superior’s constipation,’ she explained. Walking home from work that day he passed the convent and through the window could see the same nun on a table doing the cancan, singing bawdy ballads at the top of her lungs, twirling her large rosary and quaffing the whisky straight from the bottle. Shocked and in disbelief he knocked on the door and said: ‘Sister, you lied to me! You said the whisky was for Mother Superior’s constipation.’ ‘But it is,’ she replied. ‘When she sees me like this she’ll sh*t!

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Jun 1, 10, 00:24 #49

** A tourist at a small holiday hotel in Masuria had declined the house speciality, duckblood soup (czenina), proposed by the waiter. 'But you can have a small bowl free of charge', entreated the waiter to no avail. He called the dining-room manager who said: 'This is our specialité de la maison. People come from far and wide just to sample it and rave about it to no end.' But still the guest refused. Then the chef came out explaining this was a treasured, old heirloom recipe, a dish one of its kind, a gouremt treat nowhere else to be found, but the tourist adamantly refused to even try a single spoonful. That night he was fast asleep in his room when one of the other hotel guests got a severe gastric seizure and the hotel management had to call an ambulance. The ambulance crew barged into the soup-refuser's room by misatke (201 instead of 101) and over his protets two burly ambulance attendants held him down while the attending physician rammed an enema nozzle up his behind and give him a really good enema....
Next day, the shaken, bedraggled and ashen-faced tourist was sitting on the hotel terrace writing a post card to a friend: 'There's clean air and beautiful scenery all around this cosy little hotel on a nice lake for boating, swimming and fishing. But if you ever decide to visit the place, by all means be sure to order the duckblood soup. Beause they'll will get it in you one way or the other!'

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Edited by: Trevek Jun 1, 10, 11:53 #50

Polonius3:

But if you ever decide to visit the place, by all means be sure to order the duckblood soup. Beause they'll will get it in you one way or the other!'

With all that duck, I wonder if he stuck with a bill.

There were a few Polish jokes about Russian gangsters:

A Russian gangster goes to the dentist. The dentist looks in the gangster's mouth and is amazed to see he has gold teeth embossed with diamonds.

The dentist asks, "And just what do you expect me to do?"

Gangster replies, "Fit a burglar alarm!"

A few years ago there was a really dodgy bit of road renovation in Olsztyn, outside the town hall. Around that time I heard the following joke:

The president of Olsztyn holds a competition for tenders to do the road outside the town hall. 3 companies come forward, a Warsaw company, a local Olsztyn company and a small Ukrainian firm.

The president asks how much they charge: Warsaw says, "We can do the whole road for 20,000 euroes. The Ukarainian company says, "We can do it for 5000 euroes". The president asks the local guy, who says "25,000 euroes". The president is shocked, "But that is more than the warsaw company, how do you justify that price?" "The builder whispers, "10,000 for you, 10,000 for me... and we get the Ukrainians to do it!"

George8600Threads: 20 Posts: 1,114 Joined: Feb 19, 09 ♂	Jul 10, 10, 08:19 #51
What is Fryderyk Chopin doing nowadays? De-composing....lol get it?

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