Subject: Anybody Know J.C.?
From: Unicorn (unicorn@indenial.com)
Date: Sun May 25 2003 - 11:18:24 EDT
"Anybody Know J.C.?"
An old nun who was living in a convent next to
a Brooklyn construction site noticed the coarse
language of the workers and decided to spend
some time with them to correct their ways. She
decided she would take her lunch sit with the
workers and talk with them. She put her sandwich
in a brown bag and walked over to the spot where
the men were eating. She walked up to the group
and with a big smile said:. . . "Do you men know
Jesus Christ?"
They shook their heads and looked at each other.
One of the workers looked up into the steelwork
and yelled, "Anybody up there know Jesus Christ?"
One of the steelworkers asked why.
The worker yelled, "His wife is here with his lunch."
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"Closing Time"
A man walks in the front door of a bar. He is
mildly impaired; he staggers up to the bar,
seats himself on a stool and, tells the bartender:
"I'll have a scotch; and give everyone a drink on
the house, and have one for yourself."
The bartender obliges, serves the house, has a
drink, too with his customer, then suggests he
might want to square up the tab; closing time is
in 5 minutes.
The man, feels in his pickets, and says, "Whoops,
I don't have any money."
The bartender picks him up by his collar and pants
and heaves him out the door onto the street.
In two minutes the man is back at the bar and he
says, "Barkeep, I'll have another scotch, and another
round for the bar, but nothing for you: you get mean
when you drink."
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