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Roma Circa 100BC
A young Roman boy and his father were walking thru the streets of Roma. When the boy asks "Father, how did the Greek Battle Kings meet their demise upon conquering the Trojans?" The father replies "Bah!!...Greeks!! Their a chatty bunch those fools with their self-aggrandizing stories as oppose to telling the truth of it." The father goes on "boy, I will tell you now how the Mykene, Spartan, and Ithakan Kings truly met their not so glorious demise after the fall of Troy.....
Upon leaving the shores of Troy as conquerors, The Greek Armada was caught in a vicious storm that destroyed all their galleys, Poseidon claiming all Greek souls upon them. Save those of Agamemnon, Menelaus, and Odysseus. The 3 Greek Kings found themselves shipwrecked on a strange island surrounded by an unfamliar ocean, where they were attacked and taken as prisoners by the savage cannibals that inhabited the island. The savages then escorted the 3 Kings to a hilltop overlooking a nearby forrest. Where they were made to stand in front of the Savage King. The Savage King simply says to them " we will now kill you, cook you in our pots and eat you." Agamemnon King is the first to speak " you cannot treat us so, we are Greek Battle Kings!! I am Agamemnon King, King of the warrior Mykene, and conqueror of Troy!! The Savage King replies with a hint of humor to his voice " Battle Kings eh?...well then Battle Kings, I shall grant you a fighting chance.....of sorts." The Savage King goes on " I shall put you Battle Kings to my test, pass it so, I shall have a ship built and allow thee to take leave of my island. Do it not, and it will be the cooking pots and our bellies for you." At that moment 3 savages present themselves in front of the 3 Greek Kings and hand each a basket. The Savage King says "go now, each of you into the the forrest and fill the baskets up with whatever fruits you can find and return here to the hilltop to stand the test and perhaps be rewarded with your lives and freedom. Go now...quickly!!
The 3 Greek Kings scamper off into the forrest and a short time later Agamemnon King is the first to emerge with a basket full of pears. The Savage King says "now for the test...you are to shove all those pears right up your arse...be warned Battle King...one slight grimace or facial expression of any kind and you be will killed immediately and it will be the cooking pot for you." Agamemnon scoops down and grabs a pear and proceeds to shove it up his own arse...when he uncontrollably flinches. He is cut down and killed immediately by the savages and thrown in the cooking pot. Odysseus is next to return. Clever and always deviously cunning Odysseus, suspected some nefarious or perhaps humiliating endeavor to pass for this Savage King's "test". His basket is filled with very small berries. The Savage King tells Odysseus what must be done. Odysseus commences to shove the berries up his own arse and is down to the very last one.....when inexplicably he loses his composure and starts laughing like a madman. He is promptly cut down and killed by the savages and thrown in the cooking pot.
A short while later, Odysseus finds himself in The Elysian Fields and finds Agamemnon walking around.
Agamemnon: Some ending we've met Odysseus, eh? Out of us 3, I was certain you would be the one with your cunning ways to find a way out of that mess.
Odysseus: Bah!!...by the balls of Hades!!..I was about to do just that until your FOOL!!..of a brother came prancing up the hilltop!!
Agamemnon: what did he do?
Odysseus: He was carrying a basket full of pineapples!!
LMAO @ Lysander
That was an old one ... but funny to hear it in the Trojan War era ... lol
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Brilliant!
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I don't come here a lot any more. You know why? Because you suck. That's right, I'm talking to you. Your annoying attitude, bad grammar, illogical arguments, false beliefs and pathetic attempts at humour have driven me and many other nice people from this forum. You should feel ashamed. Report here at once to recieve your punishment. Scumbag.
Epic! =D
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Did you hear the one about the guy who asked the EB forums as to why Lorica Segmentata wasn't in their mod.......
.....Sarcasm asked him for his hand in marriage and Teleklos wondered if he was a long lost love child.
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LMFAOOriginally Posted by Lysander13
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That which does not kill me makes me stronger ~ Friedrich Nietzsche
When you smoke the herb, it reveals to yourself ~ Bob Marley
One day a former gaesatae walks into a family tavern. The inn keeper says "If you can make that horse over there laugh, you can have free drinks for the rest of the night".
So he says "Ok" and walks over to the horse and whispers something in his ear and the horse starts laughing and so the inn keeper gives him free drinks for the rest of the night.
The next night, the same gaesatae comes back in and the inn keeper says "if you can make that horse over there cry, I will give you free drinks for the rest of the night.
So he walks over there and does something and the horse starts crying and the inn keeper gives him free drinks for that night too. The inn keeper then asks what the man did to make the horse laugh and what he did to make him cry.
The man says "To make him laugh I told him I had a bigger dick than he does and to make him cry I showed him."
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here's another old variation on the story of lysander13 (adapted to EB):
so there are a Gaesatae, an Hoplite and a Legionary, so they are taken in this isle...
there are some savages who take them as prisoners. The chief of the savages, decide they will be the star of the Great Festival Game of the savages...
this great game consist in running in a circle around the whole isle, enter the cave of King Kong, beat King Kong, after defeated him, ascending on the Holy Muntain and f...ck in the a..s the Sacred Virgin of the Isle.
Who will win the game will be free.
So the first is the Hoplite, he run like a foul around the isle, then he enter the cave of King Kong trying to beat him charging with his spear, and BAM! he got killed by King Kong...
The second one is the Legionary, he run in a circle around the Isle, then he embrace his Scutum and Gladius and enter the cave of King Kong, just few minutes and BAM! Killed by King Kong...
Then is the turn of the Gaesatae:
He turn the Isle in a Circle wawering like a drunkard cause the drugs.... then he enter the Dark Cave of King Kong... and...
Silence...
Silence...
All the Savages get confused? What's Happening there inside? A crowd of Savages wait there outside the Entrance of the Cave, so curious to know what's happening...
After half an hour the gaesatae come out of the cave rubbing his hands allpretty satisfacted... the chief of the village stand there without saying a word, all the crowd is so curious...
and then the Gaesatae: "where's that sacred virgin i had to beat?"
Quintus is hanging out in the forum when he sees a vestal virgin walk by. His jaw drops to the ground as he is astounded by her sensational beauty. Honestly, he is completely dumbstruck, he's immediately aware he's never seen someone so gorgeous, and he stands there in shock for a few moments.
As he's trying to pull himself together, a gent sidles up to him:
"I saw you watching that vestal walk by", he remarks.
Quintus is horror-struck - he doesn't want even to be considered to be ogling a VV (after all, to actually engage in sexual congress with one would be punished by death).
"No I wasn't", he retorts.
The gent replies
"Mate, it's fine, I see her walk past my stall every day, and she is a top-notch, class A stunner: it's ok to watch her a little."
Quintus agrees that she is indeed beautiful.
"What's more,", continues the market-vendor, "I know where she goes to pray - a private sanctuary just off the Capitoline. I bet you'd love the chance to sleep with her and get away with it, wouldn't you?"
Quintus agrees once again.
"Well you're in luck, sonny-jim, as I have a cunning plan".
The market-vendor outlines his plan to Quintus, and tells him his name is Sextus, as after all, a plan to steal a vestal's virginity brings the two Roman youths together in mutual camaraderie.
That same day, Quintus puts Sextus' plan into action: he goes to the private shrine, and espies the vestal virgin in her vestal garb praying quietly to Jupiter Optimus Maximus; he dons a shining white toga, and fake grey beard, and conceals himself behind a statue; when he decides the time is right, he says in his best Jupiter voice (boomingly and gruffly):
"O Vestal, it is I, Jupiter Optimus Maximus - I have come to thank you for your dedicated adoration, and reward you for your piety".
The vestal is stunned, and stammers:
"O mighty Jupiter, your humble servant cowers in your presence".
"Fear not, Vestal,", continues Quintus, gaining in confidence, "as your prize is my love, in physical form".
"But Jupiter," the Vestal retorts, "I've dedicated my virginity to the service of the gods, I can't just give it away, even to you...".
...Quintus is flummoxed....
"...Unless you take me up the a**"
Quintus can't believe his luck. He comes out from behind the pillar and starts going away at the Vestal. As he is revelling in his remarkable success, in a moment of spite, he decides to reveal his trick to her. Whipping off his fake beard he declares mid-thrust:
"A-ha! It's Quintus from the Forum".
The vestal leans round, grins, and says:
"A-HA! It's Sextus!"
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moral of this roman tale: don't do a vestal.
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inde consilivm mihi pavca de Avgvsto et extrema tradere, mox Tiberii principatum et cetera, sine ira et stvdio, qvorvm cavsas procvl habeo.
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the Gaesatae really was stoned...I'm suprised-how could he F*** it up so badly?! that isn't right...
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your telling me that Sextus was the vendor, and that he lured him to the area?!
I was once alive, but then a girl came and took out my ticker.
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lol
Ok so here are some more:
An Athenian and a Roman want to go to Egypt. In the harbour of Corinth they find a ship to Alexandria so they pay and go on board. The only other passengers on the ship are a schoolclass from Thebes. After 2 days of sailing the are caught by a big, violent storm and the ship starts to sink. The problem is that there is only one lifeboat with room for 2 people available on the ship. The Athenian and the Roman immediately run towards the lifeboat, throw it into the water and are about the jump on it when the Roman looks back and sees all the crying children. He feels guilty and screams at the Athenian: "Oh f*ck, THE KIDS!"
The Athenian looks at him:" Do you think we still have time for that?"
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The Averni are fed up with those Romans always telling stories of how great they are and how they could build anything and blablabla...so the Averni Chief walks over to the Roman camp and says to the Centurio:
"You always say you can build anything you want to within one day. So what about building a bridge here on this field just outside your camp? I bet you can't!"
The Centurio accepts the bet and when the Averni chief arrives next day there is a 50 meter long bridge built all across the field outside the Roman camp.
The chief starts to laugh: "Oh you stupid Romans, how easily you are fooled! You spend the whole day building a bridge when there's not even a river there! Now come on, I just wanted to show you how stupid you really are, you can tear that useless bridge down again!"
The Centurio replies:"Oh we would have done so already but we can't. The whole d*mn bridge is crowded with Gauls trying to fish...".
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Hahahaha!The Athenian looks at him:" Do you think we still have time for that?"
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Originally Posted by Ibrahim
nope, i'm telling you that quintus, our hero, ended up doing sextus up the brown as he fell for his trick....
inde consilivm mihi pavca de Avgvsto et extrema tradere, mox Tiberii principatum et cetera, sine ira et stvdio, qvorvm cavsas procvl habeo.
Originally Posted by Lysander13
OH MY FUCKING GOD XD
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(thanks o they of the really good jokes, you helped)-and no I'm not gay:
a drunk byzantine philosopher in constantinople remembered the glorious days of the republic/empire (EB's timeframe). here's what he said to his lover:
on the present situation, I say this: theodora's a whore, and justinian is without sleep(as a result)-I say stick to boys
on the good days, I say this: "credo alteram" "give me another" (stick); let me be more detailed:
on caesar, I say this: caesar loved the king of bythinia, and took it up the A** for him (it's a pun)
on Cato the Censor: Cato was too straight-he must have had a broom shoved through him (no not litteraly-think lower)
on Hannibal barca: "credo alteram"
on why zoroastrians hate the romans: they can't keep Ahura mazda's flame (actually vestal flame) lit-the virgins claim to be too "busy"
on Cicero: see how he talks in such a cockey matter-I say he was too much cock
on why Athens was too easy to conquer: the Athenaioi, a people brave in words, but in battle braver in surrender.
on why the Makedonians were easy: the romans sent in the wine, call girls and little boys battalions
on why Gaesatae were beaten: they killed their women and tried to bang the roman soldiers (thinking it was the other way)
on Claudius' wife:"credo alteram"
on the "glory of the empire": where's the glory in all that? it's just one person taking it up the A** for one another....and the roman's proved the best at making people people do that
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Originally Posted by Sarcasm
I made a series of historical lightbulb jokes:
Q: How many Romans does it take to change a lightbulb?
A: Four Roman Legions.
Q: How many Macedonians does it take to change a lightbulb
A: If his name is Alexander, he'll change every damn lightbulb in the world.
Q: How many Greeks does it take to change a lightbulb?
A: Four Roman Legions.
Q: How many Gauls does it take to change a lightbulb?
A: 300 Druids to turn stonehenge in a counterclockwise direction.
Q: How many Carthaginians does it take to change a lightbulb?
A: What, the four Roman Legions left any behind?
Not exactly in theme with EB but close enough........
Thor, The Viking God of Thunder is hanging out with his buddy Zeus up in Valhalla. When they strike up a conversation........
Thor: You know Zeus, I'm feeling kind of backed up. It's been several winters since I last had sex.
Zeus: You don't say? Well why don't you go down to Earth and find yourself some mortal lass or even better a prostitute by profession, so you could really have some fun and set your backed up frustrations to right?
Thor: Yea, that sounds like a plan. Think I'll go to Earth now and do just that.
Thor returns the next day.....
Zeus: Well, God of Thunder, how did it go?
Thor: It was great! Let me tell ya, I knocked sparks out of that thing!.......but I fear.......
Zeus: You fear what?
Thor: Well, I fear I may have been a bit rough on the poor lass of a prostitute. It couldn't have been easy for her to take. I mean, with me being a God and all. I'm going to go back down to Earth and apologize to her.
Zeus roars: What??!!....What madness is this you speak??!! Everyone knows it is the right of the Gods to take what they will and do as it pleases them. The Gods screw mortals figuratively and in your case literally all the time. Those fools!!!actually give us leave to do so!! Thru famine, war, disease and any other horror that takes place on that vile rock, what do they say? It is the will of the Gods and their faith endures. Stupid wretched mortals, Hades!! I can barely understand them most of the time when they invoke my name. With their vile and stupid manner of speaking. So my advice to you Hammer Boy is butch up a little bit, tuck in your skirt and enjoy the great gig that we Gods have for Christ Sakes!!
Thor: For who's sake?
Zeus: Bah!!...nevermind...do as you will.
Thor goes back down to Earth and finds the prostitute.....
Thor: Listen, about last night....I'm really sorry. I'm Thor........
Prostitute yells back: Your Thor??!! Your Thor??!! By Zeus's balls I can't even take a pith!!!
Julius Caesar was addressing the crowd in the Colliseum.
"Friends, Romans and Countrymen, lend me your ears. Tomorrow I take our glorious army to conquer Northern Europe and I shall start with France. We shall kill many Gauls and return victorious."
The crowd are up on their feet "Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees, hail mighty Caesar"
Brutus turns to his mate and says " He doesn't half talk some rubbish eh? He couldn't fight his way out of a wet parchment bag."
Six months later, Caesar comes back having conqured France and addresses the crowd in the Colliseum. " Friends, Romans and Countrymen, I have returned from our campaign in France and as I promised, we killed 50,000 Gauls".
The crowd are up on their feet again. "Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees, hail mighty Caesar".
Brutus once again turns to his mate "I'm sick of his nonsense, I'm off to France to check this out."
So Brutus sets of for France and three weeks later he comes back to Rome. Caesar is addressing the public in the Colliseum again "Friends, Romans and Countrymen, tomorrow we set off for Britain and we are going to sort those b*stards out"
The crowd are up on their feet. "Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees, hail mighty Caesar"
Brutus jumps up and shouts "Caesar, you are a liar. You told us that you had killed 50,000 Gauls in France but I've been there to check it out and you only killed 25,000 !!!!"
The crowd are stunned and all sit down in silence.
Caesar gets up and looks slowly round the Colliseum then across at Brutus and says "Brutus, you are forgetting one thing.........
Away Gauls count double in Europe."
"The secret of all victory lies in the organization of the non-obvious." - Marcus Aurelius
"Interdum feror cupidine partium magnarum Europae vincendarum"
Sometimes I get this urge to conquer large parts of Europe.
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I don't get it.
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"I suppose it depends on if you enjoy the beautiful game of football and know the rules."Originally Posted by Parallel Pain
"The secret of all victory lies in the organization of the non-obvious." - Marcus Aurelius
"Interdum feror cupidine partium magnarum Europae vincendarum"
Sometimes I get this urge to conquer large parts of Europe.
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(im so a poor informed on football, gaul=goal)
anyway here's some one related to the game-play...
how do you call:
- a Casse General leading a charge?
- an incurable optimist...
- A numidian skirmisher walking furtive in the night there around a camp of gaesataes?
- a pusher
- an hippokontistai throwing javelins?
- just freeing himself of a further burden...
- Galatian Kluddolons alligned in the first ranks and looking around with an interrogative glance?
- just trying to guess who will be the first to cross that big red line...
- a routing phalangite pursued by cavalry tanks?
- i dont know, but sure he has to love that sarissa so much,,,
- A peltast gone already out of ammo...
- a waste of moneys
- sotaroas looking so badly to losatae?
- it's all envy...
- a unit of Hastati being recruited?
- rpg
The Tavern keeper makes a bet with all the people in the Tavern. '10000 mnai for the most impressive squeezing of juice! The one who can squeeze the most juice out when everyone thinks you can't, gets the money.'
So everyone starts producing lemons and oranges and olives and squeezing them frantically. Others attempt grabbing the delicate parts of gaesatae to squeeze. Finally one Sweboz herthaganautoz comes up.
'I have here a lemon. I shall squeeze it.'
And with one hand, he squeezes and fills a one-litre beaker with that small lemon. Everyone is awed.
A gaesatae comes up and says, 'that's nothing! watch me!' And he takes the herthaganautoz's exhausted lemon, squeezes it and manages to wring a few more drops from it.
Everyone cheers.
Up comes this wizened Roman, short, skinny and dark, and he regards the gaesatae and herthaganautoz for a while. Then he picks up a rock from the Tavern floor and squeezes. And drops of juice come out of the rock.
The tavern erupts into exclamations of awe, and unanimously everyone agrees that this Roman cannot be outdone. He gets the 10000 mnai.
As everyone is talking about it, the Roman is approached by the Sweboz and the Gaul. 'Hey man, just out of curiousity, what do you do for a living? Evocati, perhaps?'
The Roman smiles, shakes his head and says, 'I'm the tax collector in Judaea.'
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that's what I was asking, but thanks anywaysOriginally Posted by zooeyglass
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I was once alive, but then a girl came and took out my ticker.
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"We have proven, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that if we put the belonging to, in the I don't know what, all gas lines will explode" -alBernameg
I translated one Spartan joke from my Latin textbook but perhaps I was wrong because I don't find it funny:
One man who can stand on one leg for a long time asks Spartan: "Can you, Spartans, do it too?
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Inside a Gallic house:
-Hey, it's my wife!
-No, it's my wife!
-Sorry boys, but I am your uncle.
In Roman tavern:
Two Roman legionaries are eating a fish, when suddenly one of them swallows a bone an starts to choke. The other beats him on his back but it doesn't help. Fortunaly a stranger comes to them, grabs the poor man's balls and pushes violently. The legionary immediately spits out the bone.
-Good man, thank the gods for you. Who are you?
-I'm the tax collector in Judaea.
(sorry for stealing your hero Pez, but you made me remind this joke)
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"He who throws his shield away, lives to fight another day!"
Big lol here!Originally Posted by pezhetairoi
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