[lace-chat] :) Fwd: faith

[Tamara P. Duvall]

OK, this is my last "appearance" on chat for the next week+; I'll be 
leaving for (Northern)  California tomorrow morning, and won't be back 
on line till March 12. Even though I'll be (soon) unsubscribing from 
both lace and chat, I expect it'll take me at least a day to purge my 
inbox of spam (need to make sure that only spam got classified as such 
and that all spam is tossed out to where it belongs), and to catch up 
(via archives) with the two lists. So, I'd count it as kindness if all 
of my "sources" of jokes stay "mum" till the 13th...

From: R.P.
Two men crashed their private plane on a South Pacific Island.  Both
survived. One of the men brushed himself off and then proceeded to 
wander
over the island to see what they had for survival. When he returned, he
rushed up to the other man and screamed, "This island is uninhabited, 
there
is no food and no water. We are going to die!"

The other man leaned back against the fuselage of the wrecked plane, 
folded
his arms and responded, "No we're not. I make over $250,000 week."

The first man grabbed his friend and shook him. "Listen, didn't you hear
what I said? We are going to die!"
The other man, unruffled, again responded. "No, I make over $250,000 
week."

"So what? We have no food and no water.  I'm telling you we ARE doomed. 
  We
are going to die a slow death."

Still unfazed, the first man looked the other in the eyes and said, "Do 
not
make me say this again. I make over $250,000 per week -- and I tithe. MY
PASTOR WILL FIND US."

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Tamara P Duvall
Lexington, Virginia,  USA
Formerly of Warsaw, Poland
http://lorien.emufarm.org/~tpd/
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