Thursday, November 18, 2004

WHAT DO YOU SUPP-HOSE?

My friend’s friend’s husband dumped her, forcing her to sell her house after she had JUST finished remodeling and redecorating it.

Unfortunately, the buyers are very pushy and have been rudely criticizing her design choices right in front of her.

They asked if they could do a little planting in the back yard before they took possession in mid-December, so they wouldn’t have to wait ‘til spring.

The lady said OK. But the next morning at 8, on what was supposed to be a peaceful Saturday, she called my friend in tears:

‘’Do you know what they’ve brought into my back yard this morning? Hoes!’’ she exclaimed.

‘’Whaaaaat?’’ my friend replied. ‘’How do you know?’’

‘’Hunnnnh? What do you mean, how do I know?’’

‘’Well, like, are they wearing, like, hot pants and boots and stuff?’’

There was a long pause.

Finally: ‘’Not ‘ho’s,’ you moron! HOES! BACK-HOES! For PLANTING!!!’’

They both burst out laughing . . . and . . . you knew this was coming . . . the ho’s did them both a lot of good . . . ho, ho, ho, ho, ho.

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Prayer request: On a serious note, a mother of two must undergo brain surgery this afternoon. Double vision, headaches and nausea caused her to seek medical attention. A tumor that is three inches by four inches was found. The medical team is upbeat, since it seems to have been growing from the outside in, which is a good sign. Oh, Father God, we plead with You that the surgery will be a complete success with minimal disruption of her brain, that the growth will turn out to be benign, and that she will have a complete recovery. Christ, our Head and our Cornerstone, we turn to You for leadership in this crisis. We pray in Your Name for strength and consolation for her husband and children. (1 Corinthians 11:3)

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