A Pig in a Poke

Pot Pie’s a wishin’ he’d checked the bag a little more thoroughly… never know what they’re pawning off on you these days.

A pig goes into the Western Union. It goes up to the counter, picks up a slip, runs over to the table, grabs a pen in its mouth and starts writing.
After a couple of minutes, it picks up the slip and takes it back to the clerk at the counter.
The clerk picks it up, reads it, “Oink, oink, oink, oink, oink, oink, oink, stop.”
He looks at the pig, and says, “You know, you get 10 words for $3.50. You could add three more words to this.”
The pig looks at the clerk and says, “Well, I could, but it wouldn’t make much SENSE THEN, would it!”

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Seeking the rest that is only promised and found in Christ Jesus, along with my treasured wife of more than twenty-five years, we seek to grow in our relationship with our Heavenly Father, walk with the Holy Spirit as He moves our hearts, loving others always as Jesus loves us, and carry the news of His glory, the wonderful gospel, that gives light and life where there once was only darkness.
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2 Responses to A Pig in a Poke

  1. granbee says:

    This is simply marvelous! All goes to show how important our point of perspective is!

  2. This reminds me of a story my mom tells about when she first came out to California many years ago from Missouri. She had gone to the market to pick up a few things and after purchasing them asked the clerk, “Do you have a poke to pack it home in?” She says the clerk looked at her like she was crazy and didn’t understand that she was asking for a bag to bring her groceries home. =) (Loved your joke, by the way!)

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