On Wed, Apr 7, 2010 at 8:27 AM, Vaj <[email protected]> wrote:
> > > I love the smell of poured concrete in the morning. > > On Apr 6, 2010, at 9:22 PM, Yifu Xero wrote: > > > > --- On *Tue, 3/30/10, Brahmananda Saraswati Foundation > <[email protected]>* wrote: > > > From: Brahmananda Saraswati Foundation <[email protected]> > > > > Just as Jimmy Hoffa will forever be part of the foundation of the Teamsters Headquarters, perhaps the books showing where all the USD BILLION$ USD donated for the pundit project over the years and the plans for the many villages of pundits along the Ganges (many of the villages actually built, according to TMO accounts of days gone by) connected by a light rail system will become part of the foundation of the buildings being erected in this little patch of nothingness in the middle of nowhere. A Montana rancher got in his pickup and drove to a neighboring ranch and knocked at the door. A young boy, about 9, opened the door "Is your Dad home?" the rancher asked. "No sir, he isn't," the boy replied. "He went into town." "Well," said the rancher, "Is your Mother here?" "No sir, she's not here either. She went into town with Dad." "How about your brother, Howard? Is he here?" "No sir, He went with Mom and Dad." The rancher stood there for a few minutes, shifting from one foot to the other and mumbling to himself. "Is there anything I can do for you?" the boy asked politely. "I know where all the tools are, if you want to borrow one. Or maybe I could take a message for Dad." "Well," said the rancher uncomfortably, "I really wanted to talk to your Dad. It's about your brother Howard getting my daughter, Suzie, pregnant."' The boy considered for a moment. "You would have to talk to Pa about that", he finally conceded. "If it helps you any, I know that Pa charges $500 for the bull and $50 for the hog, but I really don't know how much he gets for Howard."
