On the outskirts of town, there was a huge nut tree by the cemetery fence. One day, two boys filled up a bucket with nuts and sat down by the tree, out of sight, and began dividing the nuts.
"One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me," said one boy. The bucket was so full that several rolled out toward the fence.
In the meantime, a third boy was cycling down the road by the cemetery. As he passed, he thought he heard voices from inside the cemetery. He slowed down to investigate. Sure enough, he heard, "One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me."
He knew what it was. "Oh my," he shuddered, "it's Satan and St. Peter dividing the souls at the cemetery."
He cycled down the road as fast as he could and found an old man hobbling along with a cane. "Come here quick," said the boy. "You won't believe what I heard. Satan and St. Peter are down at the cemetery dividing the souls."
The man said, "Shoo, you brat, can't you see I'm finding it hard to walk as it is!" But after several pleas, the man hobbled to the cemetery.
Standing by the fence, they heard, "One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me."
The old man whispered, "Boy, you've been telling the truth. Let's find out if we can see the devil himself." Shivering with fear, they peered through the fence, but they were still unable to see anything. The old man and the boy gripped the wrought-iron bars of the fence tighter and tighter as they tried to get a glimpse of Satan.
At last they heard, "One for you, one for me. And one last one for you. That's all. Now let's go get those nuts by the fence, and we'll be done."
They say the old guy made it back to town five minutes before the boy.
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Two ladies were driving through Wisconsin and got to the town of Oconomowoc. They kept disagreeing about how the name of the town should be pronounced. They were hungry and stopped at a Burger King. When they got up to the register and ordered, they also asked the cashier, "By the way, can you say the name of where we are really slow?"
To which the cashier replied, "Buuuuuurrrrrggeeerrr Kkkiiiiiiiinnnnggg."
I was just making the connection to the Burger King reference. But it is hysterical to me that some people make big dough for coming up with the dopiest ideas like the big plastic Burger King head camapaign.
Star, where did you go? tending to the bliters on your fingers?