Subject: The Dead Jackass
From: Unicorn (Unicorn@Indenial.com)
Date: Thu Nov 04 1999 - 08:49:34 EST
"Quick Thinking..."
A car was involved in an accident in a
street. As expected a large crowd
gathered. A newspaper reporter, anxious
to get his story could not get near the car.
Being a clever sort, he started shouting
loudly, "Let me through! Let me through!
I am the son of the victim."
The crowd made way for him.
Lying in front of the car was a donkey.
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"The Dead Jackass"
A preacher went to his church office on
Monday morning and discovered a dead
jackass in the church yard. He called the
police.
Since there did not appear to be any foul
play, the police referred the preacher to
the health department. They said since
there was no health threat that he should
call the sanitation department.
The sanitation manager said he could not
pick up the mule without authorization from
the mayor.
Now the preacher knew the mayor and was
not to eager to call him. The mayor had a
bad temper and was generally hard to deal
with, but the preacher called him anyway.
The mayor did not disappoint. He immediately
began to rant and rave at the pastor and finally
said, "Why did you call me anyway? Isn't it
your job to bury the dead?"
The preacher paused for a brief prayer and
asked the Lord to direct his response. He was
led to say, "Yes, Mayor, it is my job to bury the
dead, but I always like to notify the next of kin
first!"
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