Paddy says to Mick,
–I found this pen,
is it yours?
Mick replies:
–Don’t know, give it here.
He then tries it and says,
–Yes, it is!
Paddy asks:
–How do you know?
Mick replies:
–That’s my handwriting!
A 17-year-old boy who works part-time at Pizza Hut drives up to park in front of his house in a beautiful Porsche.
Naturally, his parents know that there’s no way he earned enough with his after-school job to buy such a car. “Where did you get that car?” his mom and dad screamed in shock. “I bought it today,” replied the teen calmly. “With what money, young man?” his mom demands. “We know how much a Porsche costs, and you cannot afford it!” “Well, it’s used, and I got a good deal,” says the boy, “This one cost me 20 dollars.” “Who on earth would sell a car like that for 20 dollars?!” “The woman up the street,” the boy replies. “I don’t know her name–she just moved in. She ordered a pizza, and when I delivered it, she asked me if I wanted to buy a Porsche for 20 dollars.”
The boy’s dad and mom hurry to their new neighbor’s house, ready to demand an explanation. Curiously, their new neighbor is calmly planting flowers in her front yard. “I’m the father of the kid you just sold a sports car to for $20,” the dad says. “I need an explanation from you!” “Well,” the woman says, not looking up from her garden. “This morning, I got a phone call from my husband. I thought he was on a business trip in Florida, but it seems he has run off to Hawaii with his secretary and doesn’t intend to come back.”
“What on earth does that have to do with selling our son a Porsche for $20?” The boy’s mom asks, utterly perplexed. The new neighbor smiles very big and pauses for a minute. “Well, my husband asked me to sell his new Porsche and send him the money. So, I did.
Jesus was walking around Heaven one day. In a small, secluded garden, He saw an older man crying. Alarmed, Jesus ran to him and said, “Hey, now, what’s all this? This is paradise. There should be no tears or sorrow.”
The old man wiped his tears and said, “Oh, I know. I’m sorry. But… well, many years ago, a son came to me through… well, let’s say ‘mysterious circumstances.’ After many trials, he underwent a miraculous transformation, and a book about him became known the world over. I thought I would find him here, but I haven’t. I’m afraid I’ll never see him again.”
Wide-eyed, Jesus looked at the man and said, “Wait a minute… You weren’t, by any chance… a carpenter, were you?”
The man looked up in surprise. “Why, yes. Yes, I was!”
Jesus burst into tears of joy and held out His arms, saying, “Father!”
The man cocked his head doubtfully and said, “Pinocchio???”
How happy is the little Stone
By Emily Dickinson (1830-86)
How happy is the little Stone
That rambles in the Road alone,
And doesn’t care about Careers
And Exigencies never fears —
Whose Coat of elemental Brown
A passing Universe put on,
And independent as the Sun
Associates or glows alone,
Fulfilling absolute Decree
In casual simplicity —
Here is a Similar Poem Written by Chat GPT
I asked ChatGPT to write a poem starting with “How happy is the little stone.”
In the stream where dreams take flight,
A happy stone basks in soft sunlight.
On the stone, a boy with cheer,
Casts his hopes, thoughts sincere.
With a fishing rod and a heart so light,
He shares the day with the little stone bright.
Together, they dance in nature’s embrace,
A tale of joy in this tranquil space.
Oh, the joy of a happy little stone,
In the company of a boy not alone.
Together they weave a memory sweet,
In the symphony of nature, a melody replete.
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