Als dit geen Britse humor is ...
A few days after Christmas, a mother working in her kitchen was listening to her little Johnny playing with his new electric train in the adjoining room.  She heard the train stop and the son said, "All you sons of bitches who want off, get the hell off right now, 'cause this is the last stop...and all of you sons of bitches who are getting on, get your asses in the goddam train 'cause we're leaving."
The mother went in and told her son, "We don't use that kind of language in this house.  Now I want you to go to your room for two hours and think about what you said, and when you come out you may play with your train again, but I want you to use much nicer language.
Two hours later, the son came out of his bedroom and resumed playing with the train.  Soon the train stopped and mother heard her son say, "All passengers who are disembarking, please remember to take all of your belongings with you.  Thank you for riding with us today and we hope you will ride with us again soon.  For those of you boarding, we ask you to stow your hand luggage under the seat. Remember please that there is no smoking except in the Club Car. We hope you will have a pleasant relaxing journey with us today.
For those of you who are pissed off because of the two hour delay, please see the ugly stinkin' bitch in the kitchen!"

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