By NOT going there is the issue, all beliefs / lifestyle choices can be equally ridiculed and made fun of. Friends laugh at my hifi choices (until they hear it)
I took my mums hearing aid in for repair a month ago.
She’s heard nothing since.
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I recently bought a toilet brush…
Long story short, I’m going back to toilet paper.
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My wife’s just thrown me out of the house on account of my acting like a newsreader all the time.
More on this after the break.
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I’ve just sold my favourite homing pigeon on eBay for the 22nd time.
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I am really excited, my late Uncle has left me a stately home in his will. I have no idea where Sod Hall is but I don’t care, its exciting 
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Only a woman who has delivered a baby without an epidural can understand a man with a cold.
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I’ve just bought a pencil that belonged to William Shakespeare,
but it’s in such poor condition it’s difficult to see if it’s a 2B or not 2B
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While stitching a cut on the hand of a 75 year old farmer, whose hand was caught in the squeeze gate while working cattle, the doctor struck up a conversation with the old man.Eventually the topic got around to politicians and their role as our leaders.The old farmer said, "Well, as I see it, most politicians are ‘Post Turtles’.’’ Not being familiar with the term, the doctor asked him what’s a ‘post turtle’ .The old rancher said, “When you’re driving down a country road and you come across a fence post with a turtle balanced on top, that’s a post turtle.” The old farmer saw the puzzled look on the doctor’s face so he continued to explain.“You know he didn’t get up there by himself, he doesn’t belong up there, he doesn’t know what to do while he’s up there, he’s elevated beyond his ability to function, and you just wonder what kind of dumb idiot put him up there to begin with.”
…Best explanation of a politician I’ve ever heard!!!
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Believe it or not there’s a Sod Hall up near Newcastle Upon Tyne
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Remind me of an Essex joke
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Nothing to with skips
an essex girl goes to the council to register for child benefit. “how many children?” asks the council worker.
“10” replies the essex girl.
“10???” says the council worker, “what are their names?”
“wayne, wayne, wayne, wayne, wayne, wayne, wayne, wayne, wayne and wayne”.
“doesn’t that get confusing?”
“naah…” says the essex girl, “its great because if they are out playing in the street i just have to shout waayne, yer dinners ready or waayne go to bed now and they all do it”.
“what if you want to speak to one individually?” says the perturbed council worker.
“thats easy,” says the essex girl “i just use their surnames”.
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So I have inherited something, wonderful 
Looks like a house in a field in Northumberland…
You’d be better off with sod-all
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