A friendly ghost
A new preacher wanted to rent a house in the country but the only one available was rumoured to be haunted. That didn’t bother the preacher since he didn’t believe in such things. He went ahead and rented the place. Soon the ghost made its appearance. The preacher told his friends about the ghost, but they didn’t believe him. They told him the only way they would believe him was if he took a picture of the ghost. The preacher went home and summoned the ghost. When it appeared, the preacher explained the situation and asked the ghost if it would mind having its picture taken. The ghost agreed. When the picture was developed, the ghost wasn’t visible. Feeling disappointed, the preacher summoned the ghost again. When it appeared, the preacher showed it the picture and wanted to know why the ghost wasn’t in it. The ghost thought for a minute and replied, “Well, I guess the spirit was willing, but the flash was weak.
The battle for survival
Once there was a golfer whose drive landed on an anthill. Instead of moving the ball, he decided to hit from where it had stopped.
He gave a mighty swing. Clouds of dirt and sand and ants exploded from the spot. Everything but the golf ball moved. It sat in the same spot. So he lined up and tried another shot.
Clouds of dirt and sand and ants went flying again. The golf ball didn’t even wiggle. Two ants survived.
One dazed ant said to the other, “What are we going to do?”
The other one replied, “I don’t know about you, but I’m going to get on that ball!”
Donald is a fraud
A young man named Donald bought a horse from a farmer for $250.
The farmer agreed to deliver the horse.
The next day, he drove up to Donald’s house and said, “Sorry son, but I have some bad news! The horse died.”
Donald replied, “Well, then just give me my money back.”
The farmer said, “Can’t do that. I have spent it already.”
Donald said, “Okay, then just bring me the dead horse.”
The farmer asked, “What are you going to do with it?”
Donald said, “I’m going to raffle it off.”
The farmer said, “You can’t raffle off a dead horse.”
Donald said, “Sure I can, watch me! I just won’t tell anybody it’s dead.”
A month later, the farmer met with Donald and asked, “What happened with that dead horse?”Donald said, “I raffled it off. I sold 500 tickets at five dollars a piece and made a profit of $2495.”
The farmer said, “Didn’t anyone complain?”
Donald said, “Just the guy who won. So I gave him his five dollars back.”