Here's a bit of humor for you on a Monday evening. (Now remember, it's just a joke. No hate mail please.) :)
A man was observing a funeral procession as he strolled down the street. A long black hearse was followed by a second long black hearse about 50 feet behind. Behind the second hearse was a solitary man walking a dog on a leash. Behind him, a short distance back, were about 200 men walking single file.
The man couldn't stand the curiosity. He respectfully approached the man walking the dog and said, "I am so sorry for your loss, and this may be a bad time to disturb you, but I've never seen a funeral like this. Whose funeral is it?"
"My wife's" he said.
"What happened to her?"
The man replied, "My dog attacked and killed her."
He inquired further, "But who is in the second hearse?"
The man answered, "My mother-in-law. She was trying to help my wife when the dog turned on her..."
A poignant and thoughtful moment of silence passed between the two men.
Finally the first man spoke, "Can I borrow the dog?"
The man replied, "Get in line."
A man was observing a funeral procession as he strolled down the street. A long black hearse was followed by a second long black hearse about 50 feet behind. Behind the second hearse was a solitary man walking a dog on a leash. Behind him, a short distance back, were about 200 men walking single file.
The man couldn't stand the curiosity. He respectfully approached the man walking the dog and said, "I am so sorry for your loss, and this may be a bad time to disturb you, but I've never seen a funeral like this. Whose funeral is it?"
"My wife's" he said.
"What happened to her?"
The man replied, "My dog attacked and killed her."
He inquired further, "But who is in the second hearse?"
The man answered, "My mother-in-law. She was trying to help my wife when the dog turned on her..."
A poignant and thoughtful moment of silence passed between the two men.
Finally the first man spoke, "Can I borrow the dog?"
The man replied, "Get in line."
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