Wednesday, March 24, 2004


These came from the humor forum at Baghdadee. I'm "Americanizing" them here, mainly because I don't want to appear to be picking on the Iraqi's, but you should really go and read the original versions also.

A preacher and a taxi driver die and find themselves standing before the Pearly Gates. St. Peter asks the taxi driver his name, checks his list, smiles, and says, "Enter, my son!". The preacher is next. St. Peter asks his name, checks the list, frowns, then says, "I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you're not on the list". The preacher is outraged! "How can that be?!? I have been a preacher for 40 years! Yet a taxi driver is on the list and I am not!". St. Peter replies, "Around here, we go by results. When you preached, people slept. When he drove, people prayed!".

Two guys are walking down a street, and one sees his reflection in a mirror. He says, "Hey. This guy looks familiar!". The other guy walks back and takes a look, then says, "That's me, you idiot!".