Sunday, February 12, 2006

Why we forward jokes

Courtesy of one of my sisters, who forwards me more jokes than I deserve.....

A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.

He remembered dying and that the dog walking beside him had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them.

After a short while they came to a high stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill it was broken by a tall archway that glowed in the sunlight.

As he stood there he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother of pearl and the street that led to the gate like pure gold.

He and the dog walked towards the gate as he got closer he saw a man at a desk.

When he got close enough he called out "Excuse me, where are we?"

"This is heaven" the man answered.

"Wow! Would you happen to have some water please?" the man asked.

"Of course Sir, come right in and I'll have some ice water brought right up".

"Can my friend", the man gestured towards his dog, "come in too?" asked the traveller.

"I'm sorry Sir but we can't accept pets".

The man thought for a moment and then turned back towards the road and continued the way he had been going with his dog.

After a long walk he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence.

As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside leaning against a tree and reading a book.

"Excuse me!" he called to the man. "Do you have any water?"

"Yeah sure, there's a pump over there, come on in".

"How about my friend here?" the traveller gestured to the dog.

"There should be a bowl by the pump".

The man and his dog went through the gate and sure enough there was a old fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it.

The traveller filled the bowl, took a long drink for himself and gave some to his dog.

When they were full he and the dog walked back towards the man standing by the tree.

"What do you call this place?" asked the traveller.

"This is heaven" he answered.

"Well that's confusing" the traveller said, "The man down the road said that was heaven too".

"Oh, you mean the place with the gold streets and pearly gates? Nope that's hell".

"Doesn't it make you mad that they use your name like that?"

"No we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind".


Sometimes we wonder why friends keep forwarding jokes to us without writing a word. Maybe this will explain.

When you are very busy, but still want to keep in touch, guess forward jokes.

When you have nothing to say, but still want to keep in touch, you forward jokes.

When you do have something to say but don't know what or how, you forward jokes.

Also to let you know you are remembered, you are still important, you are still loved and cared for guess what.. you get forwarded a joke.

So next time you get a joke, don't just think you've been sent another forwarded joke, but that you've been thought of today and your friend at the other end of the computer wanted to send you a smile.

PS You are all welcome at my water bowl anytime.


At 3:38 PM, Blogger Sarah O. said...

wys, I don't know any jokes good enough to pass along! When I find one you'll be the first to know.

My 11 year old got our picture on my blog (and now your comment box!). It took him seconds. I've been avoiding learning how to do it for months. The photo is missing Hubby (traveling, as usual) and Gex the gecko. Our dog trainer took the picture.


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