Two Mexican detectives were investigating the murder of Juan Gonzalez.
'How was he killed?' asked one detective.
'With a golf gun,' the other detective replied.
'A golf gun! What the heck is a golf gun?'
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'I don't know. But it sure made a hole in Juan.
Murder in Mexico
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Firefighting - a la Mexico
A mighty fire had been raging at a Texas oil refinery. Fire engines from all around had tried in vain to get close enough to the fierce blaze to put it out, but the heat was so intense that no one could even get near the burning oil and gas. Hundreds of fire trucks from far and wide had been called and now they all just sat wondering what to do.
The Fire Chief was standing scratching his head, when he felt a tug on his jacket……….
He looked down and there stood a Mexican in a sombrero, barely 4ft tall.
"Senor, My name is Red-Pepe - We will put out your refinery fire for 50 American Dollars"
The fire chief couldn’t see that it was possible, but thought "what the hell - it's only $50"
"Okay - Pepe, have at it!"
Pepe looked over his shoulder, put his fingers to his lips and whistled loudly…………….
Suddenly, an old flat-bed truck appeared in the distance. It came hurtling down the hill, and as it came closer - you could see that the back had around 30 small Mexicans, all dressed in poncho and sombreros.
To the amazement of all of the firemen, the tiny truck sped right past the other fire engines and came to a leisurely halt right in the middle of the fire. The Mexicans in the truck leaped out, doused themselves with water, grabbed a burlap sack each - and proceeded to jump around beating wildly at the flames……………………….
After about 20 minutes - the Mexicans staggered out of the smouldering ruins - and collapsed against the side of the truck……….. totally knackered.
The Fire Chief looked down at Pepe and said
"Boy - that was incredible, I ain't seen nothin' like that in my life. Tell you what - Here's $100, I'm happy to double your fee!"
"So, Tell me Pepe - whatcha gonna do with the money?"
"Well Senor, first I gonna feex the brakes on da truck………………….."
Al
The Fire Chief was standing scratching his head, when he felt a tug on his jacket……….
He looked down and there stood a Mexican in a sombrero, barely 4ft tall.
"Senor, My name is Red-Pepe - We will put out your refinery fire for 50 American Dollars"
The fire chief couldn’t see that it was possible, but thought "what the hell - it's only $50"
"Okay - Pepe, have at it!"
Pepe looked over his shoulder, put his fingers to his lips and whistled loudly…………….
Suddenly, an old flat-bed truck appeared in the distance. It came hurtling down the hill, and as it came closer - you could see that the back had around 30 small Mexicans, all dressed in poncho and sombreros.
To the amazement of all of the firemen, the tiny truck sped right past the other fire engines and came to a leisurely halt right in the middle of the fire. The Mexicans in the truck leaped out, doused themselves with water, grabbed a burlap sack each - and proceeded to jump around beating wildly at the flames……………………….
After about 20 minutes - the Mexicans staggered out of the smouldering ruins - and collapsed against the side of the truck……….. totally knackered.
The Fire Chief looked down at Pepe and said
"Boy - that was incredible, I ain't seen nothin' like that in my life. Tell you what - Here's $100, I'm happy to double your fee!"
"So, Tell me Pepe - whatcha gonna do with the money?"
"Well Senor, first I gonna feex the brakes on da truck………………….."
Al

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