Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Joke

My mother gave me a bullet as a present on my 18th birthday. It was very special to me, and I kept it in my left front pocket, right over my heart.   One day, while I was walking down the street, some crazed Gideon threw a Bible out of the tenth story window, and it hit me square in the chest.  I looked down and realized that if it hadn't been for that bullet, the Bible would have killed me.

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