kinda funny joke...not many out there about our kind
An architect dies and reports to the pearly gates. St. Peter checks his list
and says, "Ah, you're an architect. You're in the wrong place, fella." So
the architect disappointedly reports to the gates of Hell, wondering what he
did to deserve this.
Pretty soon, having accepted his fate, the architect gets dissatisfied with
the level of comfort in Hell, and starts designing and building
improvements. After a while, they've got air conditioning, flush toilets,
escalators, etc., and the architect is a pretty popular guy.
One day, God calls Satan up on his telepathic connection and asks, "So
how's it going down there in Hell?"
Satan replies, "Hey, things are going great. We've got air conditioning,
flush toilets and escalators, and there's no telling what this architect is
going to come up with next. We're having a wonderful time.
God replies: "What?!!! You've got an architect? That's a mistake -- he
should never have gotten down there. Send him up here."
Satan says, "No way! I like having an architect on the staff, and I'm
God says, "Send him back up here or I'll sue."
Satan laughs uproariously and answers, "Yeah, right! And just where are YOU
going to get a lawyer.
and joke twodirectly from my boss:
With all the sadness and trauma going on in the world at the moment, it is worth reflecting on the death of a very important person, which almost went unnoticed last week.
Larry LaPrise, the man who wrote "The Hokey Pokey," died peacefully at age 93. The most traumatic part for his family was getting him into the coffin.
They put his left leg in. And then the trouble started.
Shut up. You know this is funny.