On Thu, 01 Mar 2007 02:29:01 GMT, "::darkshadows::" <here@there.net>
wrote:
>I CAN HEAR JUST FINE!
>
>Three retirees, each with a hearing loss, were playing golf one fine
>March day.
>
>Mercury remarked to the others, "Windy, isn't it?"
>
>"No," Rolex replied, "it's Thursday."
>
>And Mephi chimed in, "So am I. Let's have a beer."
>
"You are old, Mephistopheles," the Umbrageous One said,
"And your hair has become very white;
And yet you incessantly stand on your head--
Do you think, at your age, it is right?"
"In my youth," Meph replied to this son-of-a-gun,
"I feared it might injure the brain;
But now, just like you, I'm sure I have none,
So, I do it again and again."
"You are old," said the sassy one, "as I mentioned before,
And you have grown most uncommonly fat;
Yet you go to the gym with Brad Pitt every week -
Pray what is the reason for that?"
"In my youth," said the sage, as he shook his grey locks,
"I kept all my limbs very supple
By the use of this sausage - one quid a box -
Allow me to sell you a couple?"
"You are old," said the youth, "one would hardly suppose
That your eye was as steady as ever;
Yet you shot all those tin cans off Mercury's noddle -
What made you so awfully clever?"
"I have answered two questions, and that is enough,"
Said Mephi. "Don't give yourself airs!
Do you think I can listen all day to such stuff?
Be off, or I'll kick you down stairs."
With apologies to Lewis Carroll
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