One fall day, Dave was out raking leaves when he noticed a hearse going down the street, followed by another hearse, followed by a man walking solemnly along, followed by a dog, and then about 200 men walking in single file.
Intrigued, Dave went up to the man following the second hearse and asked who was in the first one. "My wife," the man replied.
"I'm sorry," said Dave. "What happened to her?"
"My dog bit her and she died."
Dave was taken aback. "And who's in the second hearse?"
"My mother-in-law. My dog bit her too and she died as well."
Dave asked, "Can I borrow your dog?"
"Get in line."
Thread: Who wants to borrow mine? :)
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09-27-2011 01:30 PMLife is: what happens... when you plan something else.
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09-27-2011 08:12 PM
Getting bad advice is unfortunate, taking bad advice is a Serious matter!!
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