Tax Time

A man has spent many days crossing the desert without water. His
camel dies of thirst. He's crawling through the sands, certain
that he has breathed his last, when all of a sudden he sees an
object before him. He crawls to the object, pulls it out of the
sand, and discovers what looks to be an old brief case. He opens
it and out pops a genie.
But this is no ordinary genie. He is wearing an IRS ID badge and
dull gray suit. There's a calculator in his pocket. He has a
pencil tucked behind his ear.
"Well, kid," says the genie, "you know how it works. You have
three wishes."
"I'm not falling for this" says the man. "I'm not going to trust
an IRS auditor."
"What do you have to lose? You've got no transportation, and it
looks like you're a goner anyway!"
The man thinks about this for a minute and decides that the genie
is right. "OK, I wish I were in a lush oasis with plentiful food
and drink."
***POOF***
The man finds himself in the most beautiful oasis he has ever
seen. And he is surrounded with jugs of wine and platters of
delicacies.
"OK, kid, what's your second wish?"
"My second wish is that I were rich beyond my wildest dreams."
***POOF***
The man finds himself surrounded by treasure chests filled with
rare gold coins and precious gems.
"OK, kid, you have just one more wish. Better make it a good one!"
After thinking for a few minutes, the man says, "I wish that no
matter where I go beautiful women will want and need me."
***POOF***
He is turned into a tampon.
The moral of the story:
If the Government offers you anything, there's going to be a
string attached!!!


--
Dave Nichols BS#163
'99 FXSTB City of New Orleans
dmnichol foundat cox on a net

On Tue, 10 Feb 2004 18:12:40 -0800, Dave Nichols
<dmnichol RemoveThis @hotmail.com> wrote:

 >A man has spent many days crossing the desert without water. His
 >camel dies of thirst. He's crawling through the sands, certain
 >that he has breathed his last, when all of a sudden he sees an
 >object before him. He crawls to the object, pulls it out of the
 >sand, and discovers what looks to be an old brief case. He opens
 >it and out pops a genie.
 >But this is no ordinary genie. He is wearing an IRS ID badge and
 >dull gray suit. There's a calculator in his pocket. He has a
 >pencil tucked behind his ear.
 >"Well, kid," says the genie, "you know how it works. You have
 >three wishes."
 >"I'm not falling for this" says the man. "I'm not going to trust
 >an IRS auditor."
 >"What do you have to lose? You've got no transportation, and it
 >looks like you're a goner anyway!"
 >The man thinks about this for a minute and decides that the genie
 >is right. "OK, I wish I were in a lush oasis with plentiful food
 >and drink."
 >***POOF***
 >The man finds himself in the most beautiful oasis he has ever
 >seen. And he is surrounded with jugs of wine and platters of
 >delicacies.
 >"OK, kid, what's your second wish?"
 >"My second wish is that I were rich beyond my wildest dreams."
 >***POOF***
 >The man finds himself surrounded by treasure chests filled with
 >rare gold coins and precious gems.
 >"OK, kid, you have just one more wish. Better make it a good one!"
 >After thinking for a few minutes, the man says, "I wish that no
 >matter where I go beautiful women will want and need me."
 >***POOF***
 >He is turned into a tampon.
 >The moral of the story:
 >If the Government offers you anything, there's going to be a
 >string attached!!!


The fool should have wished for 1000 more wishes..




ChuckB
'86 FLTC Liberty
'81 FXS Bandit<!-- ~MESSAGE_AFTER~ -->