.. ist doch langweilig. Könne wir nicht mal über
Jesus reden?
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The concerned nun

An old nun who was living in a convent next to a
Brooklyn construction site, noticed the coarse
language of the workers and was determined to
spend some time with them to correct their ways.

She decided she would take her lunch, sit with the
workers and talk with them.
She put her sandwich in a brown bag and walked
over to the spot where the men were eating.

She walked up to the group and with a big smile
said:
"Do you men know Jesus Christ?"
They shook their heads and looked at each other.

One of the workers looked up into the steelwork
and yelled "Anybody up there know Jesus Christ?"

One of the steelworkers asked why.

The worker yelled "His wife is here with his
lunch".

.. ist doch langweilig. Könne wir nicht mal über
Jesus reden?

Wieso, der war doch auch ´n ...

Smadar, the life of every party...

Ich habe eine merkwürdige angeborene
Witz-Schwäche: Ich kann mir immer nur einen Witz
merken. Jeder neue Witz kickt sofort den alten
raus.

Jetzt muss ich mit Smadars Jesus-Witz rumlaufen,
bis mir jemand einen Witz erzählt, den ich schon
mal kannte, aber nicht wieder erkennen kann, weil
eben...

Dr. Sacks, helfen Sie mir!

One day little Johnny asked his mother for a new
bike. His mother said, "At Christmas you send a
letter to Santa to ask for what you want, don´t
you?" "Yes," replied Johnny, "but it isn´t
Christmas."
His mother said, "Yes, but you can send a letter
to Jesus and ask him." Johnny sat down with a pen
and paper and started his letter:

Dear Jesus,
I´ve been a good boy and I would like a new bike.
Your Friend,
Johnny

He thought about this and decided to start a new
letter.

Dear Jesus,
Sometimes I´m a good boy and I would like a new
bike.

He thought about this and decided to write another
letter.

Dear Jesus,
I thought about being a good boy and I would like
a new bike.

He thought about this and decided that he didn´t
like that one either. He left and went walking
around depressed when he went by a house with a
small statue of Mary in the front yard. He picked
up the statue and hurried home. He put the statue
under the bed and started his new letter.

Dear Jesus,
If you want to see your mother again, send me a
new bike!
Your Friend,
Johnny

tictoc schrieb:

Smadar, the life of every party...

ich nehm das mal als kompliment - danke für die
Blumen

Ich habe eine merkwürdige angeborene
Witz-Schwäche: Ich kann mir immer nur einen Witz
merken. Jeder neue Witz kickt sofort den alten
raus.
Dr. Sacks, helfen Sie mir!

Klink dich einfach öfter mal hier ein, dann
bekommst du genug Abwechslung.