Weather: All over the charts.

40’s for a few days. Nice weather for opening day. Worst part is I have a very good customer that wants me to take his wife out fishing. I hate fishing, it is boring, worms are slimy and if you do catch a damn fish your hands end up stinking. But he is a very good customer so me being Mr. Nice Guy I agreed to take her out on the pontoon boat so she could fish.



Two Trees and a Woodpecker  
It is hard to find a joke today without a dirty word or two in it,
but here is one:

Two tall trees, a birch and a beech, are growing in the woods. A smaller tree begins to grow between them, and the beech says to the birch, ‘Is that tree a son of a beech or a son of a birch?’

The birch says he cannot tell, but just then a woodpecker lands on the sapling.  The birch says, ‘Woodpecker, you are a tree expert. Can you tell if that tree is a son of a beech or a son of a birch?’ 

The woodpecker takes a taste of the small tree and replies,
‘It is neither a son of a beech nor a son of a birch.  It is,  however, the best piece of ash I have ever poked my pecker into.’

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