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.’
