Subject: Summer House
From: Unicorn (unicorn@indenial.com)
Date: Sun Feb 09 2003 - 07:59:05 EST
"Summer House"
A well-to-do New Yorker was building himself
a summer house in Maine, and for the job he
hired a local carpenter.
The NYer explained, "I've got the plans right
here, you can read a blueprint, can't you?"
"Oh, I can read a blueprint," said the carpenter,
unrolling the plans. "And I can see a BIG mistake
already. You can't build this house like this!"
"I certainly can," replied the NYer. "These plans
were drawn by the best architectural firm in
New York. I want to you follow them exactly or
I'll find myself another contractor."
"Your funeral," the carpenter shrugged, "but
I'm warning you right off - you're going to end
up with two bathrooms."
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"Contest Winner"
A couple months ago, I entered a contest and
ended up winning a few acres of swamp land
below the flood plane in Mississippi.
Before I knew it, right after that I won a
$250,000 house, so naturally I built it on
my new land.
Last week, I won enough money in the lottery
to quit my job and move down there for good.
And just last night, as sat on my new porch
watching the rain and listening to the thunder,
it all started to sink in.
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