Bubba, a furniture dealer from Tennessee, decided to expand the line of furniture in his store, so he decided to go to Paris to see what he could find.
After arriving in Paris he met with some manufacturers and selected a line that he thought would sell well back home in Jackson, Tennessee. To celebrate the new acquisition, he decided to visit a small bistro and have a glass of wine As he sat enjoying his wine, he noticed that the small place was quite crowded, and that the other chair at his table was the only vacant seat in the house.
Before long, a very beautiful young Parisian girl came to his table, asked him something in French (which he did not understand), and motioned toward the chair.
He invited her to sit down. He tried to speak to her in English, but she did not speak his language so, after a couple of minutes of trying to communicate with her, he took a napkin and drew a picture of a wine glass and showed it to her. She nodded, and he ordered a glass of wine for her.
After sitting together at the table for a while, he took another napkin, and drew a picture of a plate with food on it, and she nodded. They left the bistro and found a quiet cafe that featured a small group playing romantic music. They ordered dinner, after which he took another napkin and drew a picture of a couple dancing. She nodded, and they got up to dance. They danced until the cafe closed and the band was packing up.
Back at their table, the young lady took a napkin and drew a picture of a four-poster bed. To this day, Bubba has no idea how she figured out he was in the furniture business.
was in the furniture business.
Carpe ranae quam minimum credula piscina This blog is intended to provide humor and fun to everyday life.
Thursday, October 02, 2008
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
Christian Kittens
After church, the minister asked Little Johnny how he was doing.
"Great, sir. My cat just had Christian kittens!" Little Johnny announced proudly.
The minister smiled, and the next week made a point of finding Little Johnny again after church.
"So, how are your Christian kittens doing?" inquired the minister.
"Oh, they're not Christian kittens anymore. They're atheist kittens." Little Johnny replied.
"Really?" the minister didn't quite know what to say.
"Yes, sir. You see, they opened up their eyes this week."
"Great, sir. My cat just had Christian kittens!" Little Johnny announced proudly.
The minister smiled, and the next week made a point of finding Little Johnny again after church.
"So, how are your Christian kittens doing?" inquired the minister.
"Oh, they're not Christian kittens anymore. They're atheist kittens." Little Johnny replied.
"Really?" the minister didn't quite know what to say.
"Yes, sir. You see, they opened up their eyes this week."
The Veternarian
One Sunday, in counting the money in the weekly offering, the Pastor of a small church found a pink envelope containing $1,000. It happened again the next week.
The following Sunday, he watched as the offering was collected and saw an elderly woman put the distinctive pink envelope on the plate. This went on for weeks until the pastor, overcome by curiosity, approached her.
'Ma'am, I couldn't help but notice that you put $1,000 a week in the collection plate,' he stated.
'Why yes,' she replied, 'every week my son sends me money and I give some of it to the church'
The pastor replied, 'That's wonderful. But $1000 is a lot, are you sure you can afford this? How much does he send you?'
The elderly woman answered, '$10,000 a week.'
The pastor was amazed. 'Your son is very successful; what does he do for a living?'
'He is a veterinarian,' she answered. 'That's an honorable profession, but I had no idea they made that much money,' the pastor said. 'Where does he practice?'
The woman answered proudly, 'In Nevada. He has two cat houses, one in Las Vegas, and one in Reno.'
The following Sunday, he watched as the offering was collected and saw an elderly woman put the distinctive pink envelope on the plate. This went on for weeks until the pastor, overcome by curiosity, approached her.
'Ma'am, I couldn't help but notice that you put $1,000 a week in the collection plate,' he stated.
'Why yes,' she replied, 'every week my son sends me money and I give some of it to the church'
The pastor replied, 'That's wonderful. But $1000 is a lot, are you sure you can afford this? How much does he send you?'
The elderly woman answered, '$10,000 a week.'
The pastor was amazed. 'Your son is very successful; what does he do for a living?'
'He is a veterinarian,' she answered. 'That's an honorable profession, but I had no idea they made that much money,' the pastor said. 'Where does he practice?'
The woman answered proudly, 'In Nevada. He has two cat houses, one in Las Vegas, and one in Reno.'
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