Friday, March 25, 2005

My mom forwarded me this from a colleague:

"An old Arab living in Wisconsin emails his son, Ali, at college:

'Beloved son. I am trying to dig the garden to plant, but alas, I am old. Can you not come and help me? I know you are busy.'

His son emails back:

'Beloved father. Do not TOUCH the garden. That is where I have hidden the 'thing.' Allahu akhbar!'

The old Arab goes sadly to bed. He awakens at 5 in the morning to discover forty FBI agents surrounding the house. They have shovels, picks, axes. They turn the entire backyard upside down. And find nothing. Irritated, they go away.

Later that morning, the old Arab gets an email from his son:

'Sorry I couldn't be there to help you, father, but I did the best I could from here. I hope your planting goes well. I really am very busy. Love, Ali.'

Now here's the really chilling part... she then emailed me againto say

I mentioned to my colleague that I sent you his joke and said you often put such things on your blog. He came in to ask you to please strip out the header, as he might get in trouble!

What times we live in.

8:17 PM

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