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The Pasotrs' Ass
The Pasotrs' Ass
The pastor entered his donkey in a race and it won. The pastor was so pleased with the donkey that he entered it in the race again, and it won again.
The local paper read: PASTOR'S ASS OUT FRONT.
The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity that he ordered the pastor not to enter the donkey in another race.
The next day, the local paper headline read: BISHOP
SCRATCHES PASTOR'S ASS.
This was too much for the bishop, so he ordered the pastor to get rid of the donkey. The pastor decided to give it to a nun in a nearby convent. The local paper, hearing of the news, posted the following headline the next day: NUN HAS BEST ASS IN TOWN.
The bishop fainted. He informed the nun that she would have to get rid of the donkey, so she sold it to a farmer for $10. The next day the paper read: NUN SELLS ASS FOR $10.
This was too much for the bishop, so he ordered the nun to buy back the donkey and lead it to the plains where it could run wild. The next day the headlines read: NUN ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD
The bishop was buried the next day.
The moral of the story is....being concerned about public opinion can bring you much grief and misery...and even shorten your life.
So be yourself and enjoy life...
Stop worrying about everyone else's ass and you'll be a lot happier and live longer!
Have a nice day!
8/8/2006 6:35 pm
That was good, I found this one today and I thought I would share...|
Henry Ford and God Compare Notes
Henry Ford dies and goes to heaven. At the gates, an angel
tells Ford, "Well, you've been such a good guy and your
invention --- the assembly line for the automobile --- changed
the world. As a reward, you can hang out with anyone you
want to in Heaven."
Ford thinks about it and says, "I wanna hang out with God,
Himself." The befeathered fellow at the Gate takes Ford to the
Throne Room and introduces him to God. Ford then asks God,
"Hey, aren't you the inventor of Woman?"
God says, "Ah, yes." "Well," says Ford, "You hve some major
design flaws in your invention:
1. there's too much front end protrusion
2. it chatters at high speeds
3. the rear end wobbles too much, and
4. the intake is placed too close to the exhaust."
"Hmmm..." replies God, "hold on." God goes to the Celestial
Supercomputer, types in a few keystrokes, and waits for the
The computer prints out a slip of paper and God reads it. "It
may be that my invention is flawed," God replies to Henry
Ford, "but according to My Computer, more men are riding
my invention than yours."
8/8/2006 9:40 pm
Ahhhh...someone who shares my sense of humor|
8/9/2006 3:53 am
Here's another one to snicker at...|
God vs. Government
And the Lord spoke to Noah and said: "In six months I'm going to make it rain
until the whole earth is covered with water and all the evil people are destroyed.
But I want to save a few good people, and two of every kind of living thing on
the planet. I am ordering you to build Me an Ark."
And in a flash of lightning he delivered the specifications for an Ark.
"OK," said Noah, trembling in fear and fumbling with the blueprints.
"Six months, and it starts to rain," thundered the Lord. "You'd better have my
Ark completed, or learn how to swim for a very long time."
And six months passed. The skies began to cloud up and rain began to fall.
The Lord saw that Noah was sitting in his front yard, weeping. And there was no
"Noah," shouted the Lord, "where is my Ark?"
A lightning bolt crashed into the ground next to Noah.
"Lord, please forgive me!" begged Noah. "I did my best. But there were big
problems. First I had to get a building permit for the Ark construction project,
and your plans didn't meet code. So I had to hire an engineer to redraw the plans.
Then I got into a big fight over whether or not the Ark needed a fire sprinkler
My neighbors objected, claiming I was violating zoning by building the Ark in
my front yard, so I had to get a variance from the city planning commission.
Then I had a big problem getting enough wood for the Ark because there was a
ban on cutting trees to save the Spotted Owl. I had to convince U.S. Fish and
Wildlife that I needed the wood to save the owls. But they wouldn't let me catch
any owls. So no owls.
Then the carpenters formed a union and went out on strike. I had to negotiate a
settlement with the National Labor Relations Board before anyone would pick
up a saw or a hammer. Now we have 16 carpenters going on the boat, and still
Then I started gathering up animals, and got sued by an animal rights group.
They objected to me taking only two of each kind.
Just when I got the suit dismissed, EPA notified me that I couldn't complete the
Ark without filing an environmental impact statement on your proposed flood.
They didn't take kindly to the idea that they had no jurisdiction over the conduct
of a Supreme Being. Then the Army Corps of Engineers wanted a map of the
proposed new flood plain. I sent them a globe.
Right now I'm still trying to resolve a complaint from the Equal Employment
Opportunity Commission over how many Croatians I'm supposed to hire, the
IRS has seized all my assets claiming I'm trying to avoid paying taxes by leaving
the country, and I just got a notice from the state about owing some kind of use
I really don't think I can finish your Ark for at least another five years," Noah
The sky began to clear. The sun began to shine. A rainbow arched across the
Noah looked up and smiled. "You mean you're not going to destroy the earth?"
Noah asked, hopefully.
"No," said the Lord sadly, "Government already has."