Two ladies talking in heaven:

[Barr1e]

1st woman: Hi! My name is Wanda.

2nd woman: Hi! I'm Kelly. How'd you die?

1st woman: I Froze to Death.

2nd woman: How Horrible!

1st woman: It wasn't so bad. After I quit shaking from the cold, I began to get warm & sleepy, and finally died a peaceful death. What about you?

2nd woman: I died of a massive heart attack. I suspected that my husband was cheating, so I came home early to catch him in the act. But instead, I found him all by himself in the den watching TV.

1st woman: So, what happened?

2nd woman: I was so sure there was another woman there somewhere that I started running all over the house looking. I ran up into the attic and searched, and down into the basement. Then I went through every closet and checked under all the beds. I kept this up until I had looked everywhere, and finally I became so exhausted that I just keeled over with a heart attack and died.

1st woman: Too bad you didn't look in the freezer---we'd both still be alive.

[jojo]

Re: Two ladies talking in heaven:

Oh yes, that's a Sunday nite smiler and a roll of the eyes skyward all right Barr1e! - good job yer posting some 'tograffi stuff "as well

jo

[strontian]

Re: Two ladies talking in heaven:

Nice one Barrie

[Barr1e]

Re: Two ladies talking in heaven:

I'm pleased you liked it. I promise not to post many (I like a giggle quite often).
Whilst I'm here another that might amuse.

Subject: Copying from copies

A young monk arrives at the monastery. He is assigned to helping the other monks in copying the old canons and laws of the church by hand.

He notices, however, that all of the monks are copying from copies, not from the original manuscript.

So,the new monk goes to the head abbot to question this, pointing out that if someone made even a small error in the first copy, it would never be picked up!
In fact, that error would be continued in all of the subsequent copies.

The head monk, says, "We have been copying from the copies for centuries, but you make a good point,my son."

He goes down into the dark caves underneath the monastery where the original manuscripts are held as archives in a locked vault
that hasn't been opened for hundreds of years.

Hours go by and nobody sees the old abbot.

So the young monk gets worried and goes down to look for him. He sees him banging his head against the wall and wailing.

"We missed the R!
We missed the R!
We missed the R!"
His forehead is all bloody and bruised and he is crying uncontrollably.

The young monk asks the old abbot, "What's wrong, father?"

With a choking voice, the old abbot replies, "The word was..."CELEBRATE

Regards. Barr1e