If you can handle the word *ss, prepare to laugh it off...;-)

["jt" <jt@xxxxxx>]

< This is way, way off-topic, because the joke doesn't even involve any
computer dweebs.  This is my way of dealing with feeling tense, and one way
of saying:  Does it really matter who's right and who's wrong, in the final
analysis?  Most of us are probably gonna be dead in a hundred years,
anyway...;-)  This is also my appeal to Janet to accept my near-apology, and
just say something about something.  Doesn't matter what it is...  I'm
calling you, Janet, and hoping you'll to pick up the line... >

< To summarize, hope it's not so long in between posts, Janet, as yours is a
"voice" the list (and the leaders of this Community) can learn an awful lot
from, IMV... >



< Got this about 20 years ago, but don't remember exactly where, and
happened across it again cleaning out some old, old junk...  BTW, *ss is
also an abbreviation for "arse"... >


<Slightly "racy" humor;->


                 Donkey Racing in Texas

A Preacher wanted to raise money for his church, and being told that there
was a fortune in horse racing, decided to purchase one and enter him in the
race.

However, at the local auction, the going price for horses was so steep, that
the preacher ended up buying a donkey.  He figured that since he had it, he
might as well go ahead and enter it in the races.  The donkey came in third!
The next day the daily racing form carried this headline "_Preacher's *ss
Shows_".

The Preacher was so pleased with the donkey that he entered it in the race
again.  This time he won!  Next day the form read: "_Preacher's *ss Out in
Front_".

The Bishops were SO upset with this kind of publicity that the Bishop
ordered the Preacher not to enter the donkey in another race, ever.  The
newspaper headline that day read: "_Bishop Scratches Preacher's *ss_"

This was TOO MUCH for the Bishop, and he ordered the Preacher to get rid of
the donkey.  The Preacher decided to give it to a nearby convent.  The
headline next day: "_Nun Has Best *ss in Town_".

The Bishop fainted, on seeing the headline.  He informed the Nun that she
would have to dispose of the donkey, and she finally found a farmer who was
willing to buy the animal for $10.00 USD.  The next day, the paper headline
read: "_Nun Peddles *ss for Ten Bucks_".

They buried the Bishop the next day...  The following day, the headline
read: "_Too Much *ss Responsible for Bishop's Death_".


</Slightly "racy" humor;->



(Shoot...  Where are my Depends, when I need 'em most...;-)


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