Here, presented below for you enjoyment is a compendium of time wasting, e-mail inbox hogging, internet junk that has been forwarded to me via e-mail by various colleagues, friends and family members who obviously have nothing better to do with their time and resources!
One day many years ago, during my married days, I accidentally overturned my golf cart.
Elizabeth, a very attractive and keen golfer, who lived in a villa on the golf course, heard the noise and called out:
"Are you okay, what's your name?"
"It's John and I'm okay thanks," I replied.
"John, forget your troubles. Come to my villa, rest a while and I'll help you get the cart up later."
"That's mighty nice of you," I answered, but I don't think my wife would like it."
"Oh, come on," Elizabeth insisted.
She
was very pretty, very sexy and persuasive . . . I was weak. "Well
okay," I finally agreed and added, "but my wife won't like it."
After
a few restorative Scotch and waters, I thanked Elizabeth: "I feel a lot
better now, but I know my wife is going to be really upset. So I'd best
go now"
"Don't be silly!" Elizabeth said with a smile: "She won't know anything. By the way, where is she?"
I said...... "Probably still under the cart......"
A
Jewish man was leaving a convenience store with his
espresso when he noticed a most unusual Italian funeral
procession approaching the nearby cemetery.
A
black hearse was followed by a second black hearse about
50 feet behind the first one. Behind the second hearse was
a solitary Italian man walking a dog on a leash. Behind
him, a short distance back, were about 200 men walking in
single-file.
The
Jewish man couldn't stand the curiosity. He respectfully
approached the Italian man walking the dog and said: "I am
so sorry for your loss, and this may be a bad time to
disturb you, but I've never seen an Italian funeral like
this. Whose funeral is it?"
"My
wife's.” "What happened to her?" "She yelled at me and my
dog attacked and killed her.” He inquired further, "But
who is in the second hearse?" “My mother-in-law. She came
to help my wife and the dog turned on her and killed her
also.”
A
very poignant and touching moment of Jewish and Italian
brotherhood and silence passed between the two men. The
Jewish man then asked, "can I borrow the dog?” The Italian
man replied, "Go at the end of the line."