EVEN GOD ENJOYS A GOOD LAUGH..........

There were 3 good arguments that Jesus was Black:

1. He called everyone brother.
2. He liked Gospel.
3. He couldn't get a fair trial.

But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was Jewish:

1. He went into His Father's business.
2. He lived at home until he was 33.
3. He was sure his Mother was a virgin and his Mother was sure He was God.

But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was an American Indian:

1. He was at peace with nature.
2. He ate a lot of fish.
3. He talked about the Great Spirit.

But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was Irish:

1. He never got married.
2. He was always telling stories.
3. He loved green pastures.

But the most compelling evidence of all - 3 proofs that Jesus was a WOMAN:

1. He fed a crowd at a moment's notice when there was no food.
2. He kept trying to get a message across to a bunch of men who just didn't get it.
3. And even when He was dead, He had to get up because there was work to do.

AMEN

Women are so hard to please

Soon after my wife and I met, she mentioned how she really wished that she could afford a riding lawnmower. She was a single gal that worked all day and was often tired in the evening when she got home from work. So, being the handy sort of guy that I was, I made her a riding lawnmower. I guess I thought she would squeal with delight and give me a big hug. Instead she just stared at it. To this day I have never been able to understand why women are so hard to please.

Duppy woman from Kellits, Clarendon....I come from clarendon so i know this one

The duppy woman ran straight at me with her hands in the air! I thought to myself, all right, this is it, the duppy inside her is about to jump into me and I'll have to spend the rest of my life being called the duppy man. But just as I braced myself for the impact, someone whispered in my ear, "She come to shake your hand." A tad red in the face, I managed a smile, but must admit that I was still a bit nervous as I shook her hand. I mean, it's not every day I meet a duppy woman. A few witches, maybe, but never a real life duppy woman.

But let me tell you how I got to be in the company of a self-proclaimed duppy woman in the first place. Carrie is a middle-aged woman from Kellits in Clarendon who now lives in New Hall, St. Ann. Her claim to fame is that she has been set upon by one brute of a duppy called Wenticko, every year, during crop time, for more than 18 years.

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