Saturday, August 7, 2010
Answering Machine Message
Friday, August 6, 2010
Late School Bus
"I was stuck behind a big truck," said the driver.
"Okay. But yesterday you were 10 minutes early!" reminded the boss.
"Yeah," replied the bus driver. "But yesterday I was stuck behind a Porsche!"
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Forgiveness
After a long sermon, he asked how many were willing to forgive their enemies. About half held up their hands.
Not satisfied, he harangued for another twenty minutes and repeated his question. This time he received a response of eighty percent.
Still unsatisfied, he lectured for fifteen minutes and repeated his question. With all thoughts now on Sunday dinner, all responded except one elderly lady in the rear.
"Ms. Jones, are you not willing to forgive your enemies?'
"I don't have any."
"Ms. Jones, that is very unusual. How old are you?
"Ninety seven."
"Ms. Jones, please come down in front and tell the congregation how a person can live to ninety seven and not have an enemy in the world."
The little sweetheart of a lady teetered down the aisle, very slowly turned around and said: "It's easy. I just outlived the sons of bitches."
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
My Workout
Let me tell you about a secret I've discovered for building my arm and shoulder muscles. You might wish to adopt this regimen, 3 days a week, if you would like.
I start by standing outside behind my house and, with a 5 pound potato sack in each hand, extend my arms straight out to my sides and hold them there as long as I can.
After a while I moved up to 10 pound potato sacks, then 50 pound potato sacks and finally I got to where I could lift a 100 pound potato sack in each hand and hold my arms straight out for more than a full minute!
This was real work, but the results were worth it!
Next week, I'll start putting a few potatoes in the sacks, but I would caution you not to overdo it at this level."
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Management Training
An Indian walks into a cafe with a shotgun in one hand pulling a male buffalo with the other. He says to the waiter, "Me want coffee." The waiter says, "Sure chief, coming right up." He gets the Indian a tall mug of coffee. The Indian drinks the coffee down in one gulp, turns and blasts the buffalo with the shotgun, causing parts of animal to splatter everywhere, then just walks out. The next morning the Indian returns. He has his shotgun in one hand pulling another male buffalo with the other. He walks up to the counter and says to the waiter, "Me want coffee." The waiter says, "Whoa, Tonto! We're still cleaning up your mess from yesterday. What was all that about, anyway?"
The Indian smiles and proudly says, "Me training for upper management position: Come in, drink coffee, shoot the bull, leave mess for others to clean up, disappear for rest of day."