*This explains why I forward stuff.*
*
**A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the
scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.*
*He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him had been dead
for
years. He wondered where the road was leading them.*
*After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of
the
road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was
broken
by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.*
*When he was** **standing before it he saw a magnificent gate in the
arch
that looked like mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate
looked
like pure gold. He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as *h*e got
closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side.*
**
*When he was close enough, he called out, 'Excuse me, where are we?'*
*'This is Heaven, sir,' the man answered. 'Wow! Would you happen to have
some water?' the man asked.*
*Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought
right
up. `The man gestured, and the gate began to open.*
*'Can my friend,' gesturing toward his dog, 'come in, too?' the traveler
asked.*
*'I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets.'*
*The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and
continued
the way he had been going with his dog.**
** **
***
*After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came
to a
dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never
been
closed. There was no fence.*
*As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree
and
reading a book.*
*'Excuse me!' he called to the man. 'Do you have any water?'*
*'Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, come on in.'*
*'How about my friend here?' the traveler gestured to the dog.*
*'There should be a bowl by the pump.'*
*They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned
hand pump with a bowl beside it.**
** **
***
*The traveler filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then
he
gave some to the dog.**
*
**
*When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was
standing by the tree *
*'What do you call this place?' the traveler asked.*
*'This is Heaven,' he answered.*
*'Well, that's confusing,' the traveler said. 'The man down the road
said
that was Heaven, too.'*
*'Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope..
That's hell.'**
*
*'Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that'*
*'No, we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave
their
best friends behind.'*
*Soooo...*
*Sometimes, we wonder why friends keep forwarding jokes to us without
writing a word.*
**
*Maybe this will explain.*
*When you are very busy, but still want to keep in touch, guess what you
do?
You forward jokes.*
*When you have nothing to say, but just want to keep in contact, you
forward
jokes.*
*When you have something to say, but don't know what, and don't know
how,
you forward jokes.*
*Also to let you know that you are still remembered, you are still
important,
you are still loved, you are still cared for, guess what you get?*
*A forwarded joke.*
*So, next time if you get a joke, don't think that you've been sent just
another forwarded joke, but that you've been thought of today and your
friend on the other end of your computer wanted to send you a smile.**
** *
*And, yes. You are all welcome @ my water bowl anytime!*
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