SMILE FOR THE DAY
It was getting a little crowded in Heaven, so God
decided to change the admittance policy. The new law was that in
order to get into Heaven, you had to have a really bummer of a day
on the actual day you died.
So the first person came to the gates of Heaven under
the new policy. The Angel at the gate, remembering the new rule
promptly said to the man that before he could come in, he needed to
tell the Angel how his day had been before he died.
So the man told his story: "I came home to my 25th
floor apartment during my lunch hour and caught my wife having an
affair. But her lover was nowhere in sight, so I immediately began
searching for him. My wife was half naked and yelling at me as I
searched the entire apartment.
Just as I was about to give up, I happened to glance
out onto the balcony and noticed that there was a man hanging off
the edge by his fingertips! So I ran out onto the balcony and
stamped on his fingers until he fell to the ground. But wouldn't you
just know it, he landed in some trees and bushes that broke his fall
and he survived. This ticked me off even more. So in a blind rage, I
went back inside the apartment to get the first thing I could get my
hands on to throw at him. The first thing I saw was the fridge, so I
unplugged it, pushed it out onto the balcony and tipped it over the
side. It plummeted 25 floors and crushed him! Unfortunately, the
excitement of the moment was so great that I had a heart attack and
died almost instantly."
The Angel sat back and thought for a moment.
Technically, this chap did have a bad day. It was a crime of
passion. So, the Angel welcomed him to the Kingdom of Heaven and let
him in.
A few seconds later another male came up and again the
Angel declared that before he could let him in, he needed to hear
about what his day was like before he died.
So the second man gave his story: "You're not
going to believe it" he said, "but I was on the balcony of
my 26th floor apartment doing my daily exercises. I had been under a
lot of pressure at work, so I was really pushing hard to relieve my
stress. I suppose that I got a little carried away, slipped and
accidentally fell over the side! Luckily, I was able to catch myself
by my fingertips on the balcony of the apartment below mine. Then
all of a sudden, this crazy man comes running out of his apartment,
starts cussing and stamps on my fingers. Well, of course, I just
fell, but luck was with me and I hit some trees and bushes at the
bottom, which broke my fall. I was amazed to be still alive!
Then, as I was lying on the ground face up unable to
move and in excruciating pain, I saw this guy push his fridge off
the balcony. It fell the 25 floors, landed on top of me and killed
me instantly."
Once again, the Angel welcomed him to the Kingdom of
Heaven and allowed him to enter.
A few seconds later, another guy presented himself at
the Gate and the Angel was shocked to see that it was President
Clinton. Thoughts of assassination or sudden nuclear attacks poured
through the Angel's head. Finally he asked the President how his
final day had been...
Mr Clinton looked at him and said: "You'll never
believe this, but I was naked inside this refrigerator..." |
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'ER INDOORS'
THE LIFE AND TIMES OF A DAC DRIVER'S WIFE...
Prezzies
The word on everyone's lips at this time of year is presents!
What did I reeeaally, reeeaally want for Christmas as against what I
actually got? Are you ready for this? A tummy tuck! Yes, you read it
right, a tummy tuck! Ok, so it might be a bit difficult to wrap up, but
nevertheless that's what I wanted.
No, I never got one this Christmas (sigh), but there's always
next year - although it will probably cost more, what with gravity, wear
and tear etc. Mind you, ever the optimist, I think after having five
children, Mothercare should sponsor it, don't you think? So if anyone out
there is very close to the powers that be at Mothercare, put a good word
in for me would you...
Mind you, I sometimes wonder if the cosmetic surgery world
would ever do a buy one, get one free promotion? I'd be in there quicker
than a cabby to a Heathrow job!
Give a Little - Take a Lot!
Regular readers will remember our little pup, Tuffy Littlenuts?
Well, through circumstances partially beyond our control, we have had to
change his name.
"Aahh" I hear you cry, "finally, you've seen
sense!" Well, no. Actually we have had him neutered. So he is now Tuffy
No-Nuts! But we still love him...
A Little on the Taxi World
I recently went out - all by my little ole female self - and purchased a
4-year-old Landrover Discovery, V8i ES, to enable me to tow my daughters
horse trailer.
A day after picking the Landrover up, my husband, DaCman, was
at his Taxi Maintenance course at our local college (hi guys), where he was
telling the other cabbies all about it. There was a huge commotion with
cries of "Oh my God! She did what?" and "You let her buy it
on her own?" This was followed by sharp intakes of breath followed on
by their joint conclusions that it was too powerful for a woman and the only
reason it had a tow-bar on it, was to tow the petrol tanker behind...
BITCHEE!!
And Finally...
I'd like to wish everyone out there in DaC-land, the very best of
New Years. May all your dreams become reality. I'll see you in 2001...
Leigh Briden |