There is a fine line in the things one can forward to people. What is funny to some might be rude to others or interfere with deeply held religious or political events
Yet, every now and again something must be sent for the sheer laughter that bursts out of you when you read it, no matter whether it is right or wrong.
and so with no other adieu, my dad's joke, sent to me tonight,
which had Rob and I weeping tears of mirth:
Thanks Dad, for the great laughter!
Traditions and belt buckles.
6 hours ago