Morris, the Samurai.

[MsMree]

There once was a powerful emperor who needed a new chief Samurai. So he put up posters throughout the land saying he was searching for a new chief Samurai. But after 2 months, only 3 Samurai applied for the job, a Japanese, a Chinese, and Morris. So he interviewed all three.
The emperor first asked the Japanese to demonstrate why he should be his chief Samurai. The Japanese opened a little silver box and out flew a little fly. Whoosh went his sword and the fly dropped dead in two pieces. The emperor was impressed.
The emperor then asked the Chinese to demonstrate why he should be his chief Samurai. The Chinese opened a small pearl box and out flew a smaller fly. Whoosh, whoosh went his sword and the fly dropped dead in four pieces. The emperor was very impressed.
Then the emperor asked Morris to demonstrate why he should be his chief Samurai. Morris opened a small gold box and out flew a wasp. Whoooooossshhh, whoooooossshhh, whooooooossshhh, whoooooossshhh, whoooooossshhh went Morris's sword, but the wasp was still alive and buzzing around the emperor.
The emperor was very disappointed and asked Morris, "After all your sword play, why is the wasp not dead?"
Morris replied, "A circumcision is never intended to kill."

 

[dannibear]

Oh my Hilarious!

 

[will]

Three Samurai Swordsmen were traveling together in the countryside. When they saw this little tea house. They entered to rest and had some tea.

Being in the heat of summer, between the crowd and the food, flies buzz around their heads bothering everyone in general.

The first Samurai Hiro quickly reach for his Katana, and he drew the sword so quickly, it was already in its sheath before one of the flies dropped on the table, split in half. He declared: "One must be swift to kill an enemy." The crowd in the tea house cheered in awe.

Not to be bested, the second Samurai Abe pointed to another fly and said: "That one!" and before he finished his sentence, his sword already goes out and in the sheath. The fly dropped to the table, its wings cut clean from its body, still alive. He declared: "Sometimes one must cripple the enemy, so he can interrogate him." The crowd cheered even more.

Both Samurai looked at the third one Koji who kept drinking his tea. Finally, he lazily pull his sword out and without even looking, made a quick swing at one fly. The fly kept flying above his head and then left.

The crowd grew silent in disappointment. Koji resumed drinking his tea.

His friends smirked and jested about how he can't even hit the fly with his sword. Between sips, Koji pointed up, no more flies, not a single one. Then he said calmly: "That one fly won't have any more children. And he told the other flies to leave lest they suffer the same fate. That's how you deal with the enemy so they don't come back."

The tea house erupted in cheers.

 

[my_little_pony]

"That one fly won't have any more children. And he told the other flies to leave lest they suffer the same fate. That's how you deal with the enemy so they don't come back."

Sorry, but I was enjoying the jokes up to this point. Sounds too much like the Rwandan genocide.