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Passengers on a small commuter plane are waiting for the flight to
leave; they're getting a little impatient, but the airport staff has
assured them that the pilots will be there soon, and the flight can take
off immediately after that. The entrance opens, and two men walk up the
aisle, dressed in pilots' uniforms--both are wearing dark glasses, one
is using a seeing-eye dog, and the other is tapping his way up the aisle
with a cane.
Nervous laughter spreads through the cabin; but the
men enter the cockpit, the door closes, and the engines start up. The
passengers begin glancing nervously around, searching for some sign that
this is just a little practical joke. None is forthcoming.
The
plane moves faster and faster down the runway, and people at the windows
realize that they're headed straight for the water at the edge of the
airport territory.
As it begins to look as though the plane will
never take off, that it will plow into the water, panicked screams fill
the cabin--but at that moment, the plane lifts smoothly into the air.
The passengers relax and laugh a little sheepishly, and soon they have
all retreated into their magazines, secure in the knowledge that the
plane is in good hands. Up in the cockpit, the co-pilot turns to the
pilot and says, "You know, Bob, one of these days, they're going to
scream too late, and we're all gonna die."
A police officer in a small town stopped a motorist who was speeding
down Main Street. "But
officer." the man began, "I can explain."
"Just be quiet," snapped the officer. "I'm going to let you cool your
heels in jail until the chief gets back..."
"But officer, I just wanted to say...."
"And I said to keep quiet! You're going to jail!"
A few hours later the officer looked in on his prisoner and said,
"Lucky for you that the chief is at his daughter's wedding.
He'll be in a good mood when he gets back."
"Don't count on it," answered the fellow in the cell. "I'm the
groom." 02/20/2000
Noah's Ark--2000 Version
The Lord spoke to Noah
and said, "Noah, in six months I am going to make it rain until the
whole world is covered with water and all the evil things are destroyed.
But, I want to save a few good people and two of every living thing on
the planet. I am ordering you to build an ark." And, in a flash of
lightning, he delivered the specifications for the ark.
"OK,"
Noah said, trembling with fear and fumbling with the blueprints, "I'm
your man."
"Six months and it starts to rain," thundered the
Lord. "You better have my ark completed or learn to swim for a long,
long time!"
Six months passed, the sky began to cloud up, and the
rain began to fall in torrents. The Lord looked down and saw Noah
sitting in his yard, weeping, and there was no ark.
"Noah!"
shouted the Lord, "where is My ark?" A lightning bolt crashed into the
ground right beside Noah.
"Lord, please forgive me!" begged Noah.
"I did my best, but there were some big problems. First, I had to get a
building permit for the ark's construction, but your plans did not meet
their code. So, I had to hire an engineer to redo the plans,only to get
into a long argument with him about whether to include a fire-sprinkler
system."
"My neighbors objected, claiming that I was violating
zoning ordinances by building the ark in my front yard, so I had to get
a variance from the city planning board."
"Then, I had a big
problem getting enough wood for the ark, because there was a ban on
cutting trees to save the spotted owl. I tried to convince the
environmentalists and the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service that I needed
the wood to save the owls, but they wouldn't let me catch them, so no
owls."
"Next, I started gathering up the animals but got sued by
an animal rights group that objected to me taking along only two of each
kind."
"Just when the suit got dismissed, the EPA notified me
that I couldn't complete the ark without filing an environmental impact
statement on your proposed flood. They didn't take kindly to the idea
that they had no jurisdiction over the conduct of a Supreme Being."
"Then, the Corps of Engineers wanted a map of the proposed flood plan. I
sent them a globe!"
"Right now, I'm still trying to resolve a
complaint with the Equal Opportunities Commission over how many
minorities I'm supposed to hire." "The IRS has seized all my assets
claiming that I am trying to leave the country, and I just got a notice
from the state that I owe some kind of use tax. Really, I don't think I
can finish the ark in less than five years."
With that, the sky
cleared, the sun began to shine, and a rainbow arched across the sky.
Noah looked up and smiled. "You mean you are not going to destroy the
world?" he asked hopefully.
"No," said the Lord, "the government
already has."
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