長篇英語笑話故事精選

　　根據結結巴巴著《笑話的歷史》記載，人是先會笑，後會說話。說話時把人逗笑了就稱之為笑話。笑話比詩歌的歷史還悠久。本文是長篇英語笑話故事，希望對大家有幫助!

　　長篇英語笑話故事：11th husband

　　A lawyer married a woman who had previously divorced ten husbands.

　　On their wedding night, she told her new husband, "Please be gentle, I'm still a virgin."

　　"What?" said the puzzled groom.

　　"How can that be if you've been married ten times?"

　　"Well, Husband #1 was a sales representative: he kept telling me how great it was going to be.

　　Husband #2 was in software services: he was never really sure how it was supposed to function, but he said he'd look into it and get back to me.

　　Husband #3 was from field services: he said everything checked out diagnostically but he just couldn't get the system up.

　　Husband #4 was in telemarketing: even though he knew he had the order, he didn't know when he would be able to deliver.

　　Husband #5 was an engineer: he understood the basic process but wanted three years to research, implement, and design a new state-of-the-art method.

　　Husband #6 was from finance and administration: he thought he knew how, but he wasn't sure whether it was his job or not.

　　Husband #7 was in marketing: although he had a nice product, he was never sure how to position it.

　　Husband #8 was a psychologist: all he ever did was talk about it.

　　Husband #9 was a gynecologist: all he did was look at it.

　　Husband #10 was a stamp collector: all he ever did was... God! I miss him! But now that I've married you, I'm really excited!"

　　"Good," said the new husband, "but, why?"

　　"You're a lawyer. This time I know I'm gonna get screwed!"

　　長篇英語笑話故事：Mexican bandit

　　A Mexican bandit made a specialty of crossing the Rio Grande from time to time and robbing banks in Texas.

　　Finally, a reward was offered for his capture, and an enterprising Texas rangerdecided to track him down.

　　After a lengthy search, he traced the bandit to his favorite cantina, snuck up behind him, put his trusty six-shooter to the bandit's head, and said, "You're under arrest. Tell me where you hid the loot or I'll blow your brains out."

　　But the bandit didn't speak English, and the Ranger didn't speak Spanish.

　　Fortunately, a bilingual lawyer was in the saloon and translated the Ranger's message.

　　The terrified bandit blurted out, in Spanish, that the loot was buried under the oak tree in back of the cantina.

　　"What did he say?" asked the Ranger.

　　The lawyer answered, "He said 'Get f#@ked, Gringo. You haven't got the balls to shoot me.'"

　　長篇英語笑話故事：A lawyers story

　　I always wanted a hopped up muscle car when I was younger. I couldn't afford one. Now I can, and I have one. It's a '70 Mustang, and her name is Bessie.

　　Bessie is the proto-typical juvenile, male-caveman, scratch yourself and drink cheap beer car. Chromed engine, dual exhaust, 250 horsepower, big tires.

　　I'm driving Bessie on Beach Boulevard behind an ancient guy in a beat up truck. He decides to turn in front of me without a blinker.

　　I accelerate to swerve and avoid him, and this crazy, over aerobicized woman jumps in front of my car with her hand up. Meet Ethel, the neighborhood busybody/nuisance.

　　She proceeds to yell in my window, "Hey, slow down you idiot." I'm a well-bred, mellowguy by nature, so I ignore this. As I drive away, she yells, "Jerk" at me again. Twice!! So I turn around and drive up next to her.

　　"Do you have a problem?" I ask.

　　"Yeah, why are you driving like an idiot?"

　　"I was driving like an idiot? How, exactly?"

　　"You were speeding. I watched you."

　　"You were? I see. How did you measure my speed?" ***Ever the interrogator***

　　"I heard you."

　　"So, you measured my speed by ear?"

　　"I can hear."

　　"How fast did you HEAR me going?"

　　"Look," she says, "I don't have to take this. Here comes a cop. I'll wave him down."

　　THE POLICE? This woman is a trip.

　　She waves him down, and proceeds to tell him that she observed me speeding.

　　"What happened?" he asks.

　　I told him the story, and told him that I accelerated to an indicated 33 mph ***the speed limit is 35*** to avoid a collision.

　　"Are those mufflers legal?" Ethel asks.

　　She's pushing it. I reply, "I have a C.A.R.B. exemption for them." I give the paperwork to the cop. She tries to find another thing to screw me with.

　　She says, "What about those big tires? They CAN'T be legal."

　　I began feeling little overheated gears in the back of my head start to turn. "These tires were available on the 1970 Boss 429," I told the cop, "Which makes them street legal as areplacement."

　　Ethel gets angry. She whines, "So you're not going to give out any tickets to this jerk?" The cop says, "No, I am not."

　　I've about had it. So I say, "Sir, this woman told you that she left the street at the corner, and then she met up with my car here. According to Title 39, pedestrians have to cross the street at a right angle. This woman admitted she crossed at a 45-degree angle, which is a ticketable offense."

　　"What?" The cop looks confused.

　　"Also, she told you that she walked in front of my car to stop me. A citizen can't detain someone without probable cause, under Terry v. Ohio ***My new favorite case***. Since she couldn't measure my speed, she had no probable cause to detain me. That is an indictable offense."

　　The cop says, "But, I didn't see any of this."

　　"But," I said, "I did, and, as an officer of the Court, I can demand her arrest. I'll agree to dismiss the Illegal Detention charge, but I want her cited for not crossing at a right angle and Hazardous Conduct on a Public Street."

　　The cop called his Lieutenant, and after the cop told the story, he authorized the summonses.

　　She went home with $215.00 worth of traffic tickets, and they are worth a total of four points against her license, as well as the appropriate insurance surcharge!

　　Of course, if she demands a trial I won't prosecute. But the look on her face as she walked away was more than enough satisfaction for me.

　　Yeah, I've got a law degree, and I'm not afraid to use it.