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A little joke
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Les...fortunate    Posted 01-18-2003 at 13:42:42       [Reply]  [No Email]
A farmer and his son were working hard on his barn when a city boy stopped to ask for directions. After helping the lost driver, the farmer went back to jacking up the small barn while putting blocks of wood under each corner.

The city boy just had to ask, "What are you doing?"

"Well," said the farmer, "My prize mule keeps scraping his ears on the barn each time he goes through the door and I just can't have that."

"Why don't you just dig a little ditch that goes under the doorway?"

The farmer said, "Thanks, I'll think about it" and the driver pulled away. As the car heads down the road, the farmer turned to his son, "Dumb city slicker. The mule keeps scraping his ears, not his feet!"


ANOTHER ONE,, Ron/PA    Posted 01-18-2003 at 17:32:17       [Reply]  [No Email]
Three guys were working on a high rise building project: Steve, Bill and Charlie. Steve falls off and is killed instantly.

As the ambulance takes the body away, Charlie says, "Someone should go and tell his wife."

Bill says, "OK, I'm pretty good at that sensitive stuff, I'll do it."

2 hours later, he comes back carrying a 6-pack. Charlie says, "Where did you get that, Bill?"

"Steve's wife gave it to me."
"That's unbelievable, you told the lady her husband was dead and she gave you the beer?"

Bill says, "Well not exactly. When she answered the door, I said to her, 'You must be Steve's widow.'"

She said, "'No, I'm not a widow."

And I said, "Wanna bet me a six-pack?"



Salmoneye    Posted 01-18-2003 at 15:37:06       [Reply]  [Send Email]
That'er a good'un, Bert...


Redneck    Posted 01-18-2003 at 16:08:09       [Reply]  [No Email]
Heard that when I was a kid ,only it was the other way around.Still funny.


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