Showing posts with label gunpowder. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gunpowder. Show all posts

Sunday, March 18, 2012

GUNPOWDER


A tough old cowboy once counseled his grandson that if he wanted to live a
long life, the secret was to sprinkle a little gunpowder on his oatmeal
every morning.

The grandson did this religiously, and he lived to the age of 93.

When he died, he left 14 children, 28 grandchildren, 35 great grandchildren,
and a fifteen-foot hole in the wall of the crematorium.


Cheers,

Paul (A.)
I know.  It's Lent.  But it's Sunday in Lent, and we are allowed to laugh on Sundays.  The joke passed my acid test - the LOL test, which is what counts.