A Joke
for our readers, while we are away:
Jim has his 6oth birthday, and decides it's time to get himself together. He exercises and diets, loses 30 pounds, dyes his hair brown, buys a new fashionable wardrobe, gets some Botox and a little chin work done.
Shortly thereafter, he is run over by a truck as he struts out of the gym.
"Gosh" he says to God, "Why now? I finally got my act together, and I've been a good guy."
"Woops, Jim, I am so sorry." says God. "I didn't recognize you."