Author’s note: Nothing serious from me today, folks. Life is being a bitch to me and though I’m as inspired as ever to write a couple of articles at once, my body just can’t take it. It’s Sunday right now, and I’d like to share a joke sent to me by my good friend Pauline with all of you out there. This joke however, is not for those who cannot take religious joke. Consider yourselves being forewarned. This joke could be considered blasphemy for some.

Here goes…

Jesus’ Ethnicity in Question.

There were 3 good arguments that Jesus was Black:

1. He called everyone brother

2. He liked Gospel

3. He didn’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 Italian:

1. He talked with His hands

2. He had wine with His meals

3. He used olive oil

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

1. He never cut His hair

2. He walked around barefoot all the time

3. He started a new religion

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 virtually 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 still work to do.

Cleffairy: To Big Boss &co up above… I meant no offense, so don’t get mad at me. I just wanna share a good laugh with my fellow readers who probably worked their butt out like me and in danger of going looney and needs to check into the nuthouse.

I owe this to Pauline…I might as well share this with all my readers.

A lawyer and a Chinese are sitting next to each other on a long flight.The lawyer is thinking that all Chinese are so dumb that he could get over on them, easy.So the lawyer asks if the Chinese would like to play a fun game. The Chinese is tired and just wants to take a nap, so he politely declines, and tries to catch a few winks.

The lawyer persists, and says that the game is a lot of fun. I ask you a
question, and if you don’t know the answer, you pay me only $5; you
ask me one, and if I don’t know the answer, I will pay you $500, he
says. This catches the Chinese’s attention and to keep the lawyer
quiet, he agrees to play the game.

The lawyer asks the first question.

‘What’s the distance from The Earth to the Moon?’ The
Chinese doesn’t say a word, reaches in his pocket, pulls out a
five-dollar bill, and hands it to the lawyer.

Now, it’s the Chinese’s turn. He asks the lawyer, ‘What goes up a hill with three legs, and comes down with four?’ The lawyer uses his laptop and searches all
references he could find on the Net. He sends e-mails to all the smart
friends he knows, all to no avail. After one hour of searching he finally
gives up. He wakes up the Chinese and hands him $500. The Chinese
pockets the $500 and goes right back to sleep.The lawyer is going nuts
not knowing the answer.

He wakes the Chinese up and asks, ‘Well, so what goes up a hill with three legs and comes down with four? The Chinese reaches in his pocket, hands the lawyer $5 and goes back to sleep.

Don’t mess …..with Chinese ….ooh…!

Cleffairy: For those who knew what happened, I haven’t totally settle down yet, and there are a lot of issues I need to resolve. My emotions is so-so. Up and down. Difficult times for me, but I do hope the rest of you in a better position than me. Cheers and have a nice day.

ps: Pauuuuuuu, contact me leh!