Conversation between a mom and her 11-year old boy over lunch.
Boy: Mom, where does the spirit go?
Mom: Oh man, that's quite a question. I'm not quite sure how to answer that. I mean, it's kind of a deep question for a little boy to ask. The spirit, huh? Do you mean after you die, honey?
Boy: No, I mean the bus.
-overheard
Saturday, January 13, 2007
Which is the greater mystery?
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2 comments:
Crouching setup...hidden punchline.
what's the sound of one hand clapping... it must be this blog.
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