Transferring To Detroit

From: unicorn <unicorn_at_indenial.com>
Date: Tue Jun 08 2010 - 09:11:37 EDT

"Graduation"

Bubba had been going to the Louisiana State University
for 11 years and just couldn't graduate.

One day, the dean of students called Bubba in to his
office and said, "Bubba, we're going to give you the
opportunity to graduate. In a month, at half-time of the
homecoming football game, we are going to bring you
out on the field and ask you one question. If you get it
right, you get your degree. If you get it wrong, you have
to go home without it and not come back."

Bubba agreed to this and ran off to start studying. He
studied night and day for a month. Finally the day came.
It was a special day with homecoming and Bubba's
shindig. The whole stadium was packed with LSU
students and alumni,all waiting to see how Bubba would do.

The dean stepped up and said, "Bubba, are you ready for your question?"

Bubba said he was.

The dean said, "Bubba, what is 3 times 3?"

Bubba thought about it for a full ten minutes and then
finally stepped up to the microphone and said, "Uhhhh, 9?"

Before the dean could respond, thousands of the LSU
students and alumni jumped up and yelled,

"GIVE HIM ANOTHER CHANCE!!"
"GIVE HIM ANOTHER CHANCE!!"

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"Transferring To Detroit"

On a flight getting ready to depart for Detroit ....

Jack was sitting on the plane when a guy took the seat beside
him. The guy was an emotional wreck, pale, hands shaking,
moaning in fear. "What's the matter?" Jack asked.

"I've been transferred to Detroit , there's crazy people there.
They've got lots of shootings, gangs, race riots, drugs, poor
public schools, and the highest crime rate."

Jack replied, "I've lived in Detroit all my life. It's not as bad
as the media says. Find a nice home, go to work, mind your
own business, enroll your kids in a nice private school. It's as
safe a place as anywhere in the world."

The guy relaxed and stopped shaking and said, "Oh, thank you.
I've been worried to death. But if you live there and say it's OK,
I'll take your word for it. What do you do for a living?"

"Me?" said Jack. "I'm a tail gunner on a Budweiser truck."
Received on Tue Jun 8 09:11:38 2010

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