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This week's Club Pogo challenges!
Phlinx II : Drop 580 purple stones this week!
Tri-Peaks Solitaire HD : Open 24 chests this week!
Wheel of Fortune : Guess 170 consonants correctly in classic round this week!


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Posted by TmT
 - May 16, 2007, 07:28:56 PM
Quote from: gator8 on May 16, 2007, 07:27:02 PM
I know it's hard  to post new stuff, I hear alot before, too  :)))
Its allgood...keep'em comin... with my memory... refreshin helps... lmfaoz... believe me... I can read it over and over...still will barely remember the punch line...
Posted by gator8_24
 - May 16, 2007, 07:27:02 PM
I know it's hard  to post new stuff, I hear alot before, too  :)))
Posted by TmT
 - May 16, 2007, 07:23:56 PM
 :))) Read that one b4....but still funny ... keep'em comin (the jokes that is... keep them comin) I love it!!!
Posted by gator8_24
 - May 16, 2007, 07:19:41 PM
Two ninety year old men, Moe and Sam, have been friends all their lives.
It seems that Sam is dying, and Moe comes to visit him every day.

"Sam," says Moe, "You know how we have both loved baseball all our lives, and
how we played minor league ball together for so many years.

Sam, you have to do me one favor. When you get to Heaven, and I know you will
go to Heaven, somehow you've got to let me know if there's baseball in Heaven."

Sam looks up at Moe from his death bed, and says, "Moe, you've been my best
friend many years. This favor, if it is at all possible, I'll do for you."

And shortly after that, Sam passes on. It is midnight a couple of nights later.
Moe is sound asleep when he is awakened by a blinding flash of white light and a
voice calls out to him,Moe.... Moe...."
"Who is it?" says Moe sitting up suddenly. "Who is it?"

"Moe, it's me, Sam."

"Come on. You're not Sam. Sam just died ."

"I'm telling you," insists the voice. "It's me, Sam!"

"Sam? Is that you? Where are you?"

"I'm in heaven," says Sam, "and I've got to tell you, I've got really good news
and a little bad news."

"So, tell me the good news first," says Moe.

"The good news," says Sam "is that there is baseball in heaven.

Better yet, all our old buddies who've gone before us are there.

Better yet, we're all young men again. Better yet, it's always spring time and
it never rains or snows. And best of all, we can play baseball all we want, and
we never get tired!"

"Really?" says Moe, "That is fantastic, wonderful beyond my wildest dreams!
But, what's the bad news?"

"You're pitching next Tuesday"