|Topic Review (Newest First)|
|06-24-2006 10:37 AM|
|06-23-2006 06:25 PM|
|06-23-2006 05:42 PM|
poly = many
tics = annoying bloodsuckers
|06-23-2006 02:55 PM|
This appeared in my in-box this week:
A little boy goes to his dad and asks, "What are Politics?" Dad says "Well, son, let me try to explain it this way:
..1. I'm the head of the family, so call me the President.
..2. Your mother is the administrator of the money, so we call her the Government.
..3. We're here to take care of your needs, so we'll call you the People.
..4. The nanny, we'll consider her the Working Class.
..5. And your baby brother, we'll call him the Future.
"Now think about that and see if it makes sense."
So, the little boy goes off to bed thinking about what Dad has said.
Later that night, he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check on him. He finds that the baby has severely soiled his diaper. So, the little boy goes to his parents room and finds his mother sound asleep. Not wanting to wake her, he goes to the nanny's room.
Finding the door locked, he looks in the peephole and sees his father in bed with the nanny.
He gives up and goes back to bed.
The next morning, the little boy says to his father, "Dad I think I understand the concept of politics now.
The father says "Good, son, tell me in your own words what you think politics is all about."
The little boy replies, "The President is screwing the Working Class, while the Government is sound asleep. The People are being ignored, and the Future is in deep sh*t."