re: #163 wrenchwench

What a great man. What a loss.

{Kragar}

I wouldn’t mind reading more of them.

My Dad’s favorite joke, written by him:

A man trekked into the Australian outback, got lost, and passed out from exhaustion and thirst. He woke up in a nunnery. “Where am I?” he asked the Mother Superior. “You are with the Sisters of Mercy,” she said. “Could I have something to drink?” he asked. She handed him a mug, and he sipped it. “Delicious! What is this?” “Tea,” she replied.” He sips again. “I’ve never had anything like it. What’s it made from?” “From the hide of koala,” she said.

Confused, but thirsty, he chugged the drink only to start coughing. At the bottom of the mug were huge tufts of koala fur. “Sister,” he begged, spitting out all the hair. “Why…?!”

“Because,” the Mother Superior told him, “The koala tea of Mercy is not strained.”