Laughter

Since we have been talking about laughter this week, I thought I would pass this along.


A burglar broke into a house one night. He shined his flashlight around,

looking for valuables. He picked up a CD player to place in his sack, when a

strange, disembodied voice echoed from the dark saying, "Jesus is watching

you."



He nearly jumped out of his skin, clicked his flashlight off, and froze.



When he heard nothing more after a bit, he shook his head and continued.

Just as he pulled the stereo out so he could disconnect the wires, clear as

a bell he heard, "Jesus is watching you."



Freaked out, he shined his light around frantically, looking for the source

of the voice. Finally, in the corner of the room, his flashlight beam came

to rest on a parrot. "Did you say that?" he hissed at the parrot.



"Yep," the parrot confessed, then squawked, "I'm just trying to warn you

that he's watching you"



The burglar relaxed. "Warn me, huh? Who in the world are you?"



"Moses," replied the bird.



"Moses?" the burglar laughed. "What kind of people would name a bird Moses?"





"The kind of people that would name a Rottweiler Jesus."

Tee Hee, not really a roflol
Sue