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December 21, 2005


A minister was on the golf course one Saturday, thinking about his sermon between shots.

Suddenly he heard a duffer, deep in a sand trap, let loose a stream of profanity.

"Excuse me," said the minister. "But I couldn't help hearing. And you know, I have often noticed that the BEST golfers are NOT addicted to the use of foul language."

"Well, of course not," responded the man, still red in the face. "What would they have to swear about?"

Posted by Peskie at December 21, 2005 12:00 PM


Heh. Well, that's true.

Here's a little quickie a friend emailed me:

A city cop was on his horse waiting to cross the street when a little girl on her new shiny bike stopped beside him.

"Nice bike," the cop said "did Santa bring it to you?"

"Yep," the little girl said, "he sure did!"

The cop looked the bike over and handed the girl a $5 ticket for a safety violation. The cop said, "Next year, tell Santa to put a reflector light on the back of it."

The young girl looked up at the cop and said, "Nice horse you got there sir, did Santa bring it to you?"

"Yes, he sure did," chuckled the cop.

The little girl looked up at the cop and said, "Next year tell Santa the dick goes underneath the horse, not on top."

(I hope that wasn't over the top.)

Posted by: Kat at January 5, 2005 06:01 AM