Two guys are bungee-jumping one day. The first guy says to the
second. ”You know, we could make a lot of money running our own
bungee-jumping service in Mexico.” The second guy thinks this is
a great idea, so the two pool their money and buy everything
they’ll need - a tower, an elastic cord, insurance, etc.
They travel to Mexico and begin to set up on the square. As they
are constructing the tower, a crowd begins to assemble. Slowly,
more and more people gather to watch them at work.
The first guy jumps. He bounces at the end of the cord, but when
he comes back up, the second guy notices that he has a few cuts
and scratches. Unfortunately, the second guy isn’t able catch him,
he falls again, bounces and comes back up again. This time, he is
bruised and bleeding. Again, the second guy misses him. The first
guy falls again and bounces back up.
This time, he comes back pretty messed up - he’s got a couple of
broken bones and is almost unconscious. Luckily, the second guy
finally catches him this time and says, ”What happened? Was the
cord too long?” . The first guy says, ”No, the cord was fine, but
what the heck is a pinata?”
There are three men around a fire, a cowboy a mexican and an
Indian. The Indian stands up and says, ”We were once many but
now we are few.” The Mexican stands up and says, ”We were once
few and now we are many.” Then the cowboy stands and says,
”That’s because we haven’t played cowboys and Mexicans yet.”
A Russian, a Mexican, and Texan are out riding horses.
The Russian pulls out an expensive bottle of Vodka, takes a long
draught, then another and suddenly throws it into the air, pulls
out his gun and shoots the bottle in midair.
The Mexican looks at him and says, ”What are you doing? That was
a perfectly good bottle of Vodka!”
The Russian says, ”In Russia, there is plenty of Vodka and the
bottles are cheap.”
A while later, not wanting to be outdone, the Mexican pulls out
a bottle of Tequila, takes a few sips, throws the Tequila into
the air, pulls out his gun and shoots it in midair.
The Texan can’t believe his eyes, ”What the hell did you do that
for? That was a perfectly good bottle of Tequila!”
The Mexican says, ”In Mexico, we have plenty of Tequila and
bottles are cheap.”
So, awhile later, the Texan pulls out a bottle of Beer. He opens
it, takes a sip, and then chugs the whole bottle. He then puts
the bottle in his saddlebag, pulls out his gun, and shoots the
The Russian, shocked, says, ”Why the hell did you do that?!”
The Texan replies, ”In Texas, we have plenty of Mexicans and the
bottles are worth a nickel.”