How does the joke end?
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You guys have posted some great jokes. I encourage everyone to read and post something yourselves.
Reading some of your guys have inspired me to make my up one of mine own.
[spoiler]A hunter, Spartan, and chosen undead walk into a bar after a long day on the job.
The hunter pokes fun at the Spartan for resembling one of his fellow Titans whose sunbreaker class just recently got nerfed.
The chosen undead offers to buy the first round, but a few second later comes back embarrassed and asks them if they could spot him. Apparently they don't take souls. Hunter tries to help, but shortly he comes back too as the bar don't take sacks of sparkly rocks either.
Annoyed and thirsty the Spartan goes up and slams down the needler on the counter and gets free drinks for the night on the house.
Excited, the hunter challenges the Spartan and chosen undead to a drinking contest. The undead respectfully declines as his drinks are super exotic and difficult to import all the way from Anor Lando, so there's a limited amount. The Spartan reluctantly accepts the challenge.
Fifteen minutes later, the two are still going at it. The Spartan unphased downs another shot while the hunters feeling the wombo combo of tequila and goldschlager.
Suddenly the hunter starts to feel weird and starts to see a green haze in his peripheral. Instinctly, he cries out "thorn using scrub!" and falls over from alcohol poisoning. Then out of no where Lord Shaxx pops his head in and yells "guardian down!" and leaves as quickly as he came.
Spartan, looking at the chosen undead, with a single tear in his eye tells him "I can't get drunk". Then both look back at the fallen Hunter whose body seemed to have spawned a strange glowing orb when he died.
But the Spartan and chosen undead don't know how to revive the fallen guardian!
They just sit there staring.
The Spartan getting a vague sense of familiarity staring at the glowing floating ghost while sipping on his beer.
While the chosen undead just pokes at it with his sword and then has a sudden uncontrollable urge to stand up, knocking over the table and Spartans beer, and praise the sun![/spoiler]
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Damn, after starting and finishing, my joke became less of a joke and more of a short story/fan fic lol, but i couldn't bring myself to cut it short.
If you have the time, I encourage you to read it. Its still pretty funny, lol.
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Going on two days and you guys still coming up with original material. Keep it up! This thread will now be at the very least be a good way to pass some time just by reading what was posted already, but i encourage you to post something as well.
I'm also happy to say it's all been in good fun and everyone's been a good sport about the jokes so far.
Lets keep the good times rolling!
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The bar is hit from a plasma blast from the Corvette, all 3 of them die, including the people in the bar with them.
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The Spartan lives, but the guardian had already been dead a long time.
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The chosen undead gets drunk off of everything they have while both the guardian and Spartan stare in bewilderment. The chosen undead immediately proceed to equip a zweihander and a mask of the father, bellows "wat r u casul?" Then kills everyone in the bar. [spoiler]For the legend never dies.[/spoiler]
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...and none of them died.
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The Guardian asks for the strongest drink in the largest glass available to try and show off. The Spartan merely gets whatever whiskey or scotch has a high enough proof to affect him/her The Chosen Undead realizes that the bar doesn't sell Estus and promptly leaves.
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Edited by Fry: 4/19/2016 4:29:57 AMThe guardian is kicked out because he was complaining too much The spartan orders milk and tells the bartender that it's for later The chosen undead orders a barrel full of rolls
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The guardian asks for bourbon, complains that the alcoholic content is too op and is then served O'douls at an exorbitant price. Complains again, but buys it and drinks it anyway. The Chosen Undead buys a bottle of Jaegermeister. He chugs it until he dies from alcohol poisoning. The Chosen Undead walks into the bar again... The Spartan betrays the guardian and Chosen Undead and then teabags their corpses.
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Ah, this was a good joke. I'm already [b]dying[/b] with laughter.
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The guardian orders cheese, the Spartan hits his head on a beam, and the chosen undead starts smashing all the furniture looking for hidden paths.
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Being the youngest of the group, the guardian orders a big drink to try to make up for it, and promptly passes out. The Spartan, having mellowed out after ten + years, sits calmly and sips his drink. Meanwhile, the chosen undead slaughtered the bartender and everyone else in the room hoping that they drop something useful. No one is sure why they hang out with him.
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The chosen undead backstabs the spartan as the guardian hides on top of the bar hoping they are out of reach.
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Edited by dova spook: 4/19/2016 2:03:21 AMDouble post time: The guardian talks to the Chosen Undead and says, "Everyday it's the same. I fight, I die, I fight and die again and again. It never ends..." The Chosen Undead says, "I know how you feel. I fight and die in an endless cycle of suffering." Both look at Spartan and ask, "What about you?" The Spartan turns his head slowly and says, "Spartans never die." Please feel free to edit it to make it better.
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The guardian complains about a red bar, the Spartan loses his helmet...and has another helmet on...., and the undead is trudging back to his friends 20 feet away where a bonfire was feeling more than annoyed.
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The 3 are asked to set their weapons and such outside. The Guardian hides the guns in his Ghost. The Spartan guns a civilian down with his only gun, a Magnum, and places it next to the body. Meanwhile, the Chosen Undead drops all of his swords, shields, helmets, chest pieces, gauntlets, leggings, and rings all over the dead civilian
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Edited by Cheez_Lad: 4/19/2016 7:12:11 PMA pre-nerf Sunbreaker Titan walks into a bar, there was no counter. The Spartan walked into the bar, realizes he can't get drunk, orders MT. DEW GAME FUEL™ instead. Nearly empty, The Chosen Undead walked into the bar and trades those useless gold coins for a month's supply of Sunny D. They then start arguing about who's the best protagonist until the bartender shoos them out with their only weakness: a unskippable cutscene that involves them messing up.
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Chosen undead lag-stabs everyone in the bar
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Edited by Zargon: 4/18/2016 9:23:25 PMThe guardian gets thrown out because he's a filthy hunter, but tries to sneak back in pretending he is able to handle a drink. The Spartan orders a heavy drink but The Chosen Undead quickly grabs his drink expecting it to be estus and then rolls over the beer barrels, thinking he may find something worthwhile. They all leave unsatisfied.
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A Tenno comes in and kills them all
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Guardian can't fit in a bar, unless it's really comically big.
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The guardian crushed the bar, because he is literally a mile high. [b] [/b] [b] [/b] [b] [/b] [spoiler]Wait which guardian are we talking about?[/spoiler]
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Fee fi fo fum I smell the blood of casual scum
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-Guardian down!-
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Edited by Onxide: 4/18/2016 2:31:12 PMHow the hell can a Guardian even fit in a bar?
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Well obviously gravity always wins
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You would've thought they would've sucked or something...
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Edited by Vortex: 4/18/2016 2:20:39 PMThe Spartan gets infected, the Gaurdian becomes Taken and no one gave a crap about the Chosen Undead. Wot? U wanted a joke? Go google one