RE: Joke
February 8, 2014 at 3:44 pm
(This post was last modified: February 8, 2014 at 3:45 pm by BrianSoddingBoru4.)
God's gone missing from Heaven for seven days, and when he returns, he looks sort of tired and careworn. One of the archangels zooms up and asks what the trouble is.
God replies, 'Just made a new planet, and it didn't half wear me out.'
'But,' queries the angel, 'you've made planets before and you didn't seem to work so hard.'
'Ah,' answers God, 'but this particular planet has a theme I call "balance". Take a look. See? It has permanently cold spots, and other spots that are always hot. It's got dark-skinned people in the south and lighter-skinned people in the north. Land AND water, night AND day. Everything in balance.'
'Very nice indeed,' says the angel approvingly. 'But what this bright green bit, here?'
'Oh, I'm especially proud of that,' smiles God. 'I call it "Ireland". It will have the most remarkable people to be found anywhere. They will produce poetry and music that will be loved the world around. They will learn to never ignore a kindness or to forget an insult. They will bear hardship with fortitude, and celebrate good fortune with generosity. Altogether, a most amazing people.'
The angel thinks for a bit and answers, 'You'll forgive my pointing it out, but you seem to have given these "Irish" everything - what about your theme of "balance"?'
'Easy,' says God. 'Just wait til you see who I'm giving them for neighbours.'
Boru
(apos in advance if any of our English members are offended. Just a bit of fun.)
God replies, 'Just made a new planet, and it didn't half wear me out.'
'But,' queries the angel, 'you've made planets before and you didn't seem to work so hard.'
'Ah,' answers God, 'but this particular planet has a theme I call "balance". Take a look. See? It has permanently cold spots, and other spots that are always hot. It's got dark-skinned people in the south and lighter-skinned people in the north. Land AND water, night AND day. Everything in balance.'
'Very nice indeed,' says the angel approvingly. 'But what this bright green bit, here?'
'Oh, I'm especially proud of that,' smiles God. 'I call it "Ireland". It will have the most remarkable people to be found anywhere. They will produce poetry and music that will be loved the world around. They will learn to never ignore a kindness or to forget an insult. They will bear hardship with fortitude, and celebrate good fortune with generosity. Altogether, a most amazing people.'
The angel thinks for a bit and answers, 'You'll forgive my pointing it out, but you seem to have given these "Irish" everything - what about your theme of "balance"?'
'Easy,' says God. 'Just wait til you see who I'm giving them for neighbours.'
Boru
(apos in advance if any of our English members are offended. Just a bit of fun.)
‘I can’t be having with this.’ - Esmeralda Weatherwax