kevi
Member Since: 18 Mar 2006
Location: in the rhondda valleys
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two 90 year old men, Mike and Joe, have been friends all of their
lives.
When it's clear that Joe is dying, Mike visits him every day. One day
Mike says, 'Joe, we both loved rugby all our lives, and we played rugby on
Saturdays together for so many years. Please do me one favour, when you get to
Heaven, somehow you must let me know if there's rugby there.'
Joe looks up at Mike from his death bed,' Mike, you've been my best friend for many
years. If it's at all possible, I'll do this favour for you.
Shortly after that, Joe passes on. At midnight a couple of nights later, Mike is awakened from a
sound sleep by a blinding flash of white light and a voice calling out to
him, 'Mike--Mike.'
'Who is it? Asks Mike sitting up suddenly. 'Who is it?'
'Mike--it's me, Joe.'
'You're not Joe. Joe just died.'
'I'm telling you, it's me, Joe,' insists
the voice.'
'Joe! Where are you?'
'In heaven', replies Joe. 'I have some really good news
and a little bad news.'
'Tell me the good news first,' says Mike.
The good news,' Joe says,' is that there's rugby in heaven.
Better yet, all of our old friends who died before us are here, too. Better than
that, we're all young again.
Better still, it's always spring time and it never
rains or snows. And best of all, we can play rugby all we
want, and we never get tired.'
'That's fantastic,' says Mike. 'It's
beyond my wildest dreams! So what's the bad
news?'
'You're in the team for Tuesday.' Practice safe eating - always use condiments.
2 Too many seats now
No trouble so far
tow pack, tasmods sills
IT goes without saying that you should never have more children than you have car windows
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