Subj : Re: Health  Q&A
To   : Daryl Stout
From : George Pope
Date : Wed Nov 03 2021 17:58:59

 >   There were so many other funny episodes and things that they did.

Yup, a delight, even years later!

This one, & MASH. . .never a non-funny episode. . .

 >   I liked the one where they're being taught Yes and No in Russian. And,
 > who should be right in the midst?? Sargeant Schultz (who was a sucker
 > for LeBeau's streudel <G>).

Schultz was a sucker for his own sweet tooth. . .

 > ... "Never have children, only grandchildren." -Gore Vidal

As good trick!

I used to say, "I plan on having 3 children--one of each." then move on, let
THEM 
figure it out!

ObJoke:

The Devil sat at the gates of hell... (Story Joke)
An old man suddenly arrived in a burst of flames, looking confused and lost.
The Devil looked at his paperwork, and frowned. He was unable to find this old
man’s data file.

“This can’t be right,” the old man grumbled, looking at the Devil, “I’ve been a
good man my whole life.”

The Devil nodded apologetically, most people said this when they arrived at
Hell.
“Why don’t you start with how you died and we’ll figure it out.” He said

The old man sighed and said:

“Well, I was out with minding my grandchildren, enjoying a fun day out. I don’t
get the grandchildren often because my eyesight is starting to fade. But we
were having the most wonderful time..

And that’s when everything went crazy!

Out of nowhere, I spotted the largest most grotesque mouse I’ve ever seen
moving towards us. It was absolutely enormous!

And that’s when it moved. Straight towards the grandchildren first, limbs
outstretched. You don’t know where mice have been, what if it had’ve bitten one
of them? Can you imagine if they got rabies on my watch?”

“So what did you do?” The Devil whispered, entranced by the story. He was
munching on a box of popcorn.

The old man continued,

“You don’t get how big this mouse was! Radiation it must’ve been. Too many
phones these days, that’s what causes it.

I did the only think I could!

I grabbed my walking stick and I cracked it over the head. Now my eye sight
isn’t that good anymore, but I whacked it good!

The kids started screaming at this point. You know how they get when you have
to kill an animal.

But I needed to keep going. You see with mice, you need to see their guts to
know they’re dead. Otherwise they’ll be back with others.”

“So you killed it?” The Devil asked. Some of his demigods had come to listen to
the story.

The old man nodded,

“By golly I did! Guts and all were splattered for all to see. The kids had lost
their mind at this point. Tears everywhere. A crowd had gathered as well, all
screaming at the sight.

It was at this point though, that the exertion caught up with me. I felt my
heart give way. I must have suffered a heart attack. Next thing I know, I’m
here.”

“Well,” the Devil said, concerned, “This doesn’t seem to add up. Let me just
give Heaven a call and we’ll try and see what’s going on here.

The Devil pulled up a phone from thin air and dialled a number.

“Hey Jesus bro,” the Devil said, “I think I’ve got one of yours here. His story
checks out. Must have been a mix up.”

The Devil nodded as a voice on the phone spoke back to him. He gave the old man
a silent celebratory thumbs up as the voice continued.

The Devil covered the phone speaker with his hand, turned to the old man and
said,

“You’re all good, they just want to know where you were when you died.”

The old man nodded,

“Oh that’s easy, I was at Disneyland.”

Your friend,

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Cyberpope, Bishop of ROM
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