When they arrived, they were ushered up to his bedroom. As they entered the room, the preacher held out his hands and motioned for them to sit on each side of the bed. The preacher grasped their hands, sighed contentedly, smiled, and stared at the ceiling. For a time, no one said anything.
Both the banker and lawyer were touched and flattered that the preacher would ask them to be with him during his final moments. They were also puzzled. The preacher had never given them any indication that he particularly liked either of them. They both remembered his many long, uncomfortable sermons about greed made them squirm in their seats.
Finally, the banker asked, “Preacher, why did you ask us to come?”
The old preacher mustered up his strength and then said weakly, “Jesus died between two thieves, and that’s how I
want to go.”
My favorite radio station down here is 96.7 wbap. They talk a lot about news and stuff, but is is pretty funny to listen to the people argue back and forth about politics. They also will tell a couple good jokes. Here is another one I heard.
After some careful thought he came up with a clever idea that he thought would scare the kids away for sure. So he made up a sign and posted it in the field. The next day the kids showed up and they saw his sign: "Warning, one of the watermelons in this field has been injected with cyanide."
Well the kids were bright and not about to risk another watermelon. They ran off, made up their own sign and posted it next to the sign that the farmer made.
The next day the farmer showed up to look over the field and he noticed to his delight that no watermelons are missing. He was perplexed, however, by a sign next to his. He drove his tractor up to the sign which read: "Now there are two!"
Both of these jokes I found pretty funny. I am excited that I am going to be turning 15 this summer so I will be able to get my permit to drive with an adult. My mom says I will not be able to drive alone until I am 17 because the traffic down here gets pretty bad. I must have heard 4 accidents that they were talking about on the radio this morning. To be honest I would not want to drive in that bad of traffic either. I wouldn't mind driving on country types of roads, but hey we live in Dallas so there are no country roads.
When my dad returned from Indiana he brought me and my sister back hersheys kisses filled with mint inside. OMG they are so good. I want to think my aunt and nanna for they are the ones that gave them to my father to bring home. I must have have eaten half of the bag last night. Psss don't tell my parents. Just kidding. Well that is all I have to say for the day so to close out my blog here is a joke.
Mary was having a tough day and had stretched herself out on the couch to do a bit of what she thought to be well-deserved complaining and self- pitying.
She moaned to her mom and brother, "Nobody loves me.. the whole world hates me!"
Her brother, busily occupied playing a game, hardly looked up at her and passed on this encouraging word: "That's not true, Mary. Some people don't even know you."
