Mexican and The Queer

At the end of a tiny deserted bar sits a huge Mexican. He’s having a few beers when a short, well dressed, and obviously gay man walks in and sits beside him.

After three or four beers, the gay fellow finally plucks up the courage to say something to the big Mexican. Leaning over towards him, he whispers, “Do you want a blow job?”

At this, the massive Mexican leaps up with fire in his eyes and smacks the man in the face, knocking him swiftly off his stool. He proceeds to beat him all the way out of the bar before leaving him bruised and battered in the parking lot and returning to his seat.

Amazed, the bartender quickly brings over another beer to the big Mexican. “I’ve never seen you react like that,” he says. “Just what did he say to you?”

“I don’t know,” the big Mexican replied. “Something about a job.”

Mexican Insults

A Cowboy buys a beer as the Mexican, also dressed in western garb sat next to him.

There was a slight nod as they looked at each other. Soon the cowboy ordered another and bought one for the Mexican also. When their glasses became empty the cowboy bought again. Then a third time the cowboy bought again and the Mexican grinned and spoke something but the bar-tender never knew what he said. Then the cowboy seemed to be infuriated and stood up suddenly grawing his gun and shot the Mexican dead…

At the cowboys hearing the judge the judge asked the cowboy, “Why did you suddenly become enraged for no apparent reason and shoot this individual dead.

“Well, the cowboy explained, I tried to be friendly and he began calling me names and insulting me for no reason and finally I got mad”

“What names did he call you that made you so mad that you wanted to kill him”?, asked the Judge.

“Well, answered the cowboy, three times I bought him a drink, and each time he grinned in my face and called me Grassy Ass…”

The President of Mexico

The president of Mexico back, in the 80’s, locked in the entire senate one good day.

“No one leaves till we have a solution to our crumbling economy!!”

3 days they discussed plans, but to no avail.

Finally, on day 4, one congressmen stands up and excitedly announces he has a plan!!!

“We’ll declare war on the USA.” he announced

“WHY would we want to do THAT?” asked the shocked president.

“Well,” explained the young man, “then they’ll invade us and we will become THEIR problem. We”ll be added to their welfare, the food stamps, the unemployment…see????”

The room exploded with men and women agreeing with the plan, but the President looked unconvinced…

“What is wrong with the plan?” asked the Vice president

“Well… it is all fine and good… but what happens if we win??

Spit

A cowboy walks into a bar, sits down, and asks for a shot. Across the bar, a Mexican man is sitting and glaring at the cowboy.
The cowboy takes the shot and slams the shot glass down on the counter, yelling, “TGIF!”
The Mexican orders a shot, takes it, and slams his glass down, yelling, “SPIT!” The cowboy looks over at him and notices the Mexican guy is still staring at him.

The cowboy once again orders a shot, slams it down, and yells again “TGIF!” Once again, the Mexican orders a shot, slams it down after consuming it, and yells out, “SPIT!”

This goes on for a while, and the bartender stands puzzled and annoyed.

Finally, the bartender asks the cowboy, “Just checking, but do you know what TGIF means?” and the cowboy replies, “Hell ya I know what it means, ‘Thank God It’s Friday!'”
The bartender asks the Mexican guy, “Okay, so what does ‘SPIT’ mean?” and the Mexican replies, “Stupid Pendejo It’s Thursday!”