Tuesday, May 29, 2007


Don't give up. Moses was a basket case, too.

This quote was on a sign that we saw in New York yesterday. Chris and I had a good laugh.

Sunday, May 20, 2007

My Feet. By, Christopher.

I love my feet.
They are very neat.
I wish my feet could eat.
They are smelly like rotten meat.
They are my little piggies.

Friday, May 11, 2007

Dad sent this to me via e-mail...

This cracked me up!!!!

After getting all of Pope Benedict's luggage loaded into the limo, (and
He doesn't travel light), the driver notices that the Pope is still
Standing on the curb.

"Excuse me, Your Holiness," says the driver," Would you please take
your seat so we can leave?"

“Well, to tell you the truth," says the Pope, "they never let me Drive
at the Vatican when I was a Cardinal, and I'd really like to drive

"I'm sorry, Your Holiness, but I cannot let you do that. I'd lose My
job! And what if something should happen?" protests the driver,
Wishing he'd never gone to work that morning.

"Who's going to tell? Besides, there might be something extra in It for
you," says the Pope with a smile.

Reluctantly, the driver gets in the back as the Pope climbs in Behind
the wheel. The driver quickly regrets his decision when, after Exiting
the airport, the Pontiff floors it, accelerating the limo to 105 Mph.
(Remember, he's German.)

"Please slow down, Your Holiness!" pleads the worried driver, but The
Pope keeps the pedal to the metal until they hear sirens. "Oh, dear
God, I'm gonna lose my license -- and my job!" moans the Driver.

The Pope pulls over and rolls down the window as the cop Approaches,
but the cop takes one look at him, goes back to his Motorcycle, and
gets on the radio.

"I need to talk to the Chief," he says to the dispatcher. The Chief
gets on the radio and the cop tells him that he's stopped a limo Going
a hundred and five.

"So bust him," says the Chief.

"I don't think we want to do that, he's really big," said the cop.

The Chief exclaimed, "All the more reason!"

"No, I mean really important," said the cop with a bit of Persistence.

The Chief then asked, "Who ya got there, the Mayor?"

Cop: "Bigger."

Chief: "The Governor?"

Cop: "Bigger."

Chief: "The President?"

Cop: "Bigger."

"Well," said the Chief, "Who is it?"

Cop: "I think it's God!"

The Chief is stumped, "You been drinking, John?"

Cop: "No Sir."

Chief: "Then what makes you think it's God?"

Cop: "He's got the Pope as a chauffeur