An aged farmer and his wife were leaning against the edge of their pig-pen when the old woman wistfully recalled that the next week would mark their golden wedding anniversary.
"Let's have a party" she suggested. "Let's grill a hog."
The farmer scratched his grizzled head. "Gee, Ethel," he finally answered, "I don't see why the hog should take the blame for something that happened fifty years ago."
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Q: Why don't midgets grill?
A: The steaks are too high.
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John was the only Protestant to move into a large Catholic neighborhood. On the first Friday of Lent, John was outside grilling a big juicy steak on his grill. Meanwhile, all of his neighbors were eating cold tuna fish for supper.
This went on each Friday of Lent. On the last Friday of Lent, the neighborhood men got together and decided that something had to be done about John, he was tempting them to eat meat each Friday of Lent, and they couldn't take it anymore. They decided to try and convert John to Catholicism.
They went over and talked to him. John decided to join all of his neighbors and become a Catholic. They took him to Church, and the Priest sprinkled some water over him, and said, "You were born a Baptist, you were raised a Baptist, and now you are a Catholic." The men were so relieved--now their biggest Lenten temptation was resolved.
The next year's Lenten season rolled around. The first Friday of Lent came, and just at supper time, when the neighborhood was setting down to their tuna fish dinner, came the wafting smell of steak cooking on a grill. The neighborhood men could not believe their noses!
They called each other up and decided to meet over in John's yard to see if he had forgotten it was the first Friday of Lent? The group arrived just in time to see John standing over his grill with a small pitcher of water. He was sprinkling some water over his steak on the grill, saying, "You were born a cow, you were raised a cow, and now you are a fish."
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Summertime In America!
Got a feeling that the economy might start to improve in about 4 years. Pending the return to those glorious days of yesteryear (pre-2009), let us be thankful for the little we have today and the dear friends we share life with in the Greatest Country on the face of the Earth. No the Weber's gone, had to leave it behind when the Feds came to repo the house. The wife ran off with some fella at the Unemployment Office and the kids sued to get everything the wife didn't take, but there's something about a BBQ with friends that makes all that look old and small. Don't ya just love summertime? At least ya don't freeze.
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LOL, that is a good one! :-)
If the economy keeps going the way it is we'll all look like that hobo in Pascvaks' link.
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