Windy City
This joke was sent to me in an email earlier today. It made me laugh out loud!
A man died and went to heaven. As he stood in front of St. Peter at the Pearly Gates, he saw a huge wall of clocks behind him. He asked, "What are all those clocks?"
St. Peter answered, "Those are Lie-Clocks. Everyone on Earth has a Lie-Clock. Every time you lie the hands on your clock will move."
"Oh," said the man, "whose clock is that?"
"That's Mother Teresa's. The hands have never moved,indicating that she never told a lie."
"Incredible," said the man. "And whose clock is that one?"
St. Peter responded, "That's Abraham Lincoln's clock. The hands have moved twice, telling us that Abe told only two lies in his entire life."
"Where's Bush's clock?" asked the man.
"Bush's clock is in Jesus' office. He's using it as a ceiling fan."
Wine, Hoops, and Song!
Wine-tasting in Grant Park. Yes, in was bleepin' hot, but with scores of vineyards and distributors to choose from who cares?
From sipping (more than) a few wines and listening to live music to hula-hooping our way to fame and fortune, a good time really was had by this hardy group of friends in Chicago's front yard!
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