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Got this in an e-mail today:
Texans in Hell > > A group of Texans are driving down the road, > whooping it up, drinking beer and shooting off their > guns when they get into an accident with busload of > nuns and orphans, killing everyone. The Texans go > straight to Hell. When they arrive the Devil is > shocked to see that they are not in agony over the > heat and he demands an explanation. > > "Well, sir, we're from Texas, and we're used to the > heat," says one. This infuriates the Devil and he > cranks the thermostat up to its highest setting. The > lost souls all over hell start wailing. "I'll check > on them in the morning and see how they like THIS." > He snorts and disappears in a ball of fire. > > The next morning, the Devil shows up at the Texans' > camp site, and sure enough they are showing some > signs of discomfort. They have taken off their 10 > Gallon hats and are fanning themselves. One has even > rolled up his sleeves. "Well, sir," explains a > Texan, "when you have been on a cattle drive in > Lubbock during August, this ain't hardly nothing." > The Devil is now so angry he is seeing red. > > "Those damn Texans seem immune to heat, let 's see > what happens when I turn OFF the heat," he says as > he heads to the thermostat. "I'll check on them > tomorrow." > > So in the morning the Devil arrives at the Texans' > campsite, and they are all whoopin' and hollerin' > and drinkin' the beers from the ice chest in the > back of the pick up, now that they have ice to chill > them with. The wail of the lost souls is deafening > but the Texans are partyin' like there is no > tomorrow. > > "I don't get it," the Devil says, completely > defeated. "I tried to roast you and it had no > effect, and then I tried to freeze you and you are > partying. You Texans are made of tough stuff. But > why are you celebrating?" > > A Texan takes a swig from a Bud in a longneck and > replies, "Look around! Hell is frozen over. That's > just gotta mean there is another Bush in the White > House." > > > > > > > > > > Tips From Ghosts of Presidents Past > > One night, George W. Bush is awakened by George > Washington's ghost in the White House. Bush asks: > "George, what is the best thing I could do to help > the country?" > > "Set an honest and honorable example, just as I > did," Washington advises. > > The next night, the ghost of Thomas Jefferson moves > through the dark bedroom. "Tom," W asks, "what is > the best thing I could do to help the country?" > > "Cut taxes and reduce the size of government," > Jefferson advises. > > Bush isn't sleeping well the next night, and sees > another figure moving in the shadows. It's Abraham > Lincoln's ghost. "Abe, what is the best thing I > could do to help the country?" Bush asks. Abe > answers: "Go see a play." > > > > > > Bush Goes For A Jog > > George Bush was out jogging one morning along the > parkway when he tripped, fell over the bridge > railing and landed in the creek below. > > Before the Secret Service guys could get to him, > three kids, who were fishing, pulled him out of the > water. He was so grateful he offered the kids > whatever they wanted. > > The first kid said, "I sure would like to go to > Disneyland." George said, "No problem. I'll take you > there on Air Force One." > > The second kid said, "I really need a new pair of > Nike Air Jordan's." George said, "I'll get them for > you and even have Michael sign them!" > > The third kid said, "I want a motorized wheelchair > with a built-in TV and stereo headset!!" George Bush > is a little perplexed by this and says, "But you > don't look like you are injured." The kid says, "I > will be after my dad finds out I saved your ass from > drowning!" > > > > Medical Miracles > > An Israeli doctor says "Medicine in my country is so > advanced that we can take a kidney out of one man, > put it in another, and have him looking for work in > six weeks." > > A German doctor says "That is nothing, we can take a > lung out of one person, put it in another, and have > him looking for work in four weeks. > > A Russian doctor says "In my country, medicine is so > advanced that we can take half a heart out of one > person, put it in another, and have them both > looking for work in two weeks." > > The Texas doctor, not to be outdone, says "You guys > are way behind, we recently took a man with no brain > out of Texas, put him in the White House for four > years, and now half the country is looking for > work." > > > > Bush, Einstein and Picasso at the Pearly Gates > > Einstein dies and goes to heaven. At the Pearly > Gates, Saint Peter tells him, "You look like > Einstein, but you have NO idea the lengths that some > people will go to sneak into Heaven. Can > you prove who you really are?" > > Einstein ponders for a few seconds and asks, "Could > I have a blackboard and some chalk?" > > Saint Peter snaps his fingers and a blackboard and > chalk instantly appear. Einstein proceeds to > describe with arcane mathematics and symbols his > theory of relativity. > > Saint Peter is suitably impressed. "You really ARE > Einstein!" he says. "Welcome to heaven!" > > The next to arrive is Picasso. Once again, Saint > Peter asks for credentials. > > Picasso asks, "Mind if I use that blackboard and > chalk?" > > Saint Peter says, "Go ahead." > > Picasso erases Einstein's equations and sketches a > truly stunning mural with just a few strokes of > chalk. > > Saint Peter claps. "Surely you are the great artist > you claim to be!" he says. "Come on in!" > > Then Saint Peter looks up and sees George W. Bush. > Saint Peter scratches his head and says, "Einstein > and Picasso both managed to prove their identity. > How can you prove > yours?" > > George W. looks bewildered and says, "Who are > Einstein and Picasso?" > > Saint Peter sighs and says, "Come on in, George."
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