Two men were walking through the woods and came upon a deep hole. One of them picked up a stone and threw it into the hole and stood listening for the rock to hit the bottom – nothing.
He said to the other “that must be a deep hole – let’s throw a big rock in there and listen for that to hit the bottom.” The men found a rock and tossed it into the hole. They listened for some time and – nothing.
They agreed that this must be one deep hole and maybe they should throw something even larger into it, so they found a big log. They picked the log up and both threw it to the hole, listening intently – nothing.
All of a sudden, a goat charged out of the woods, running like the wind, and jumped straight into the hole. The men were astounded.
After they carried on walking, they met an old farmer who asked the men if they had seen a goat. They told the farmer what they had just seen and asked if that could have been his goat.
The farmer said “No, that couldn’t have been my goat – mine was tied to a big log.”
My mother-in-law came to lunch on Christmas Day. I haven’t spoken to her for two years – it’s not that we’ve fallen out, I just don’t like to interrupt her.
In truth I have a soft spot for her – it’s out in the garden behind the shed.
I bought her a chair for Christmas – let’s hope she plugs it in.
There you go – 3 for the price of 1 – God bless Les Dawson!
