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    Two 90 year old men, Mike and Joe, have been friends all of their lives.

    When it's clear that Joe is dying, Mike visits him every day. One day Mike
    says, "Joe, we both loved rugby all our lives, and we played rugby on
    Saturdays together for so many years. Please do me one favour, when you get
    to Heaven, somehow you must let me know if there's rugby there."

    Joe looks up at Mike from his death bed," Mike, you've been my best friend
    for many years. If it's at all possible, I'll do this favour for you.

    Shortly after that, Joe passes on.

    At midnight a couple of nights later, Mike is awakened from a sound sleep
    a blinding flash of white light and a voice calling out to him,

    "Who is it? Asks Mike sitting up suddenly. "Who is it?"

    "Mike--it's me, Joe."

    "You're not Joe. Joe just died."

    "I'm telling you, it's me, Joe," insists the voice."

    "Joe! Where are you?"

    "In heaven", replies Joe. "I have some really good news and a little bad

    "Tell me the good news first," says Mike.

    "The good news," Joe says," is that there's rugby in heaven. Better yet,
    of our old friends who died before us are here, too. Better than that,
    all young again. Better still, it's always spring time and it never rains
    snows. And best of all, we can play rugby all we want, and we never get

    That's fantastic," says Mike. "It's beyond my wildest dreams! So what's the
    bad news?

    "You're in the team for this Saturday."
    "There's one way to find out if a man is honest-ask him. If he says 'yes,' you know he is a crook." Groucho Marx