Unicorn (Unicorn@Indenial.com)
Mon, 08 Mar 1999 06:04:38 -0500
"Brains vs Brawl"
The strong young man at the construction site was
bragging that he could outdo anyone in a feat of
strength. He made a special case of making fun of
one of the older workmen. After several minutes,
the older worker had had enough.
"Why don't you put your money where your mouth
is," he said. "I will bet a week's wages that I can
haul something in a wheelbarrow over to that
outbuilding that you won't be able to wheel back."
"You're on, old man," the braggart replied. "Let's
see what you got."
The old man reached out and grabbed the
wheelbarrow by the handles. Then, nodding to
the young man, he said with a smile,
"All right. Get in."
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"Braggarts"
Down at the Veteran's hospital, a trio of old timers
ran out of tales of their own heroic exploits and
started bragging about their ancestors.
"My great grandfather, at age 13," one declared
proudly, "was a drummer boy at Shiloh."
"Mine," boast another, "went down with Custer
at the Battle of Little Big Horn."
"I'm the only soldier in my family," confessed
vet number three, "but if my great grandfather
was living today, he'd be the most famous man
in the world."
"What'd he do?" his friends wanted to know.
"Nothing much. But he would be 165 years old."
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