Billy Bob and Joe Bob were talking one afternoon when Billy Bob said to Joe Bob, "Ya know, I reckon I'm 'bout ready for a vacation."
Joe Bob replied, "Y'all ought to go to Acapulco. I hear it's real nice."
Bill Bob cast a sideways glance at Joe Bob and said, "Hell no ... I'm done taking your advice for vacations. Three years ago you said to go to Hawaii. I went to Hawaii and Darlene got pregnant. Then two years ago, you told me to go to the Bahamas, and Darlene got pregnant again.
Last year you suggested Tahiti and darned if Darlene didn't get pregnant again."
Joe Bob said, "So, what you gonna do this
year?" To which Billy Bob replied, "Well, that there Acapulco sounds nice. Reckon I'll go there. Only this year, Darlene's comin' with me, dammit."
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Two ninety year old men, Moe and Sam, have been
friends all their lives. When Sam was on his deathbed Moe came to visit him.
"Sam," said Moe, "You know how we have both played and loved baseball all our lives. Sam, you have to do me one favor. When you go, somehow you've got to tell me if there's baseball in heaven."
Sam looked up at Moe from his death bed and said, "Moe, you've been my friend many years. This favor I'll do for you." And with that, he passed on.
A few nights later, at the stroke of midnight, Moe was waken from a sound sleep by a distant voice that called out to him, "Moe ... Moe ..."
"Who is it?" he said, sitting up suddenly. "Who is it?"
"Moe, it's Sam."
"Come on. You're not Sam. Sam died."
"I'm telling you," insists the voice. "It's me, Sam!"
"Sam? Is that you? Where are you?"
"I'm in heaven," says Sam, "and I've got to tell you, I've got some good news and some bad news."
"Tell me the good news first," says Moe.
"The good news," says Sam "is that there is baseball in heaven."
"Really?" says Moe, "That's wonderful! What's the bad news?"
"You're pitching Tuesday."