Jubal
Tuesday, 4 December 2007, 4:19 pm
QUOTE(karen @ Tuesday, 4 December 2007, 5:05 pm)

And the point of golf is..? I mean, hitting a little ball with sticks across some
man-made landscape till you eventually attempt to knock it (the little ball) into a hole in the ground! Why???
If only the perfectly fair skinned, blond haired, blue-eyed HeySeuss were around to show you the folly of it all!

Have you heard the joke?
Four construction workers are sitting in a New York cafe, having breakfast before work. They get on the subject of Jesus.
The Irish immigrant says "Jesus was Irish. Everybody knows that. He never got married. He was always telling stories. He loved green pastures."
The Italian American says "You're crazy. Jesus was Italian. He talked with his hands. He had wine with every meal, and he worked in the building trades."
The black man says "No way. Jesus was a brother. He called everybody "brother." He liked Gospel. And he couldn't get a fair trial."
The Mexican says "Jesus was Mexican. No doubt about it. I mean, his NAME was Jesus!"
A young, orthodox yeshiva student stops at their table, and quietly says "I heard you gentlemen talking, and I'm afraid I have to inform you that Jesus was Jewish."
The men are a bit embarrassed. They were just joking around, and it seems that they offended the yeshiva student. As they're mumbling their apologies, the student grins and says "Yeah. He went into his father's business. He lived at home until he was 30. And he was sure his mother was a virgin, and his mother thought he was God."