Fwd: A little light humour ...

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Little Johnny meets Barack Obama...

Barack Obama was visiting a school in North Carolina, a fourth grade class.
They were in the middle of a discussion related to words and their meanings.
The teacher asked the President if he would like to lead the
discussion on the word 'tragedy.'

So, the President asked the class for an example of a 'tragedy.'

One little boy stood up and offered:
"If my best friend, who lives on a farm, is playing in the field, and
a tractor runs him over and kills him, that would be a tragedy."

"No," said Obama, "that would be an accident."

A little girl raised her hand:

"If a school bus carrying 50 children drove off a cliff, killing
everyone, that would be a tragedy."

"I'm afraid not," explained Obama. "That's what we would call great loss."

The room went silent.

No other child volunteered.

Obama searched the room.

"Isn't there someone here who can give me an example of a tragedy?"

Finally, at the back of the room, Little Johnny raised his hand.

The teacher held her breath.

In a quiet voice he said:



"If the plane carrying you and Mrs. Obama was struck by a 'friendly
fire' missile and blown to smithereens that would be a tragedy."

"Fantastic!" exclaimed Obama. "That's right. And can you tell me why
that would be a tragedy?"

"Well," says Johnny, "It has to be a tragedy, because it sure as hell
wouldn't be a great loss... And you can bet your ass it wouldn't be an
accident either!

*The teacher fainted…..*
IN GOD WE TRUST!

Choir boy ...

An 8-year-old choir boy catches the priest masturbating

He said, "What are you doing father?"

"It's called masturbating, my son" the priest replied, "You'll be
doing this soon."

"Why's that father ?" he asked.

"Because my wrist is killing me" the priest replied.



The Blonde ...

One hot summer day, a blonde came to town with her dog, tied it under
the shade of a tree, and headed into a restaurant for something cold
to drink.

Twenty minutes later, a policeman entered the restaurant and asked,
'Who owns the dog tied under that tree outside?'

The blonde said it was hers.
'Your dog seems to be in heat' the officer said.

The blonde replied, 'No way. She's cool 'cause she's tied up under
that shade tree.'
The policeman said, 'No! You don't understand. Your dog needs to be bred.'

'No way,' said the blonde. 'My dog doesn't need bread. She isn't
hungry 'cause I fed her this morning.'
The exasperated policeman said, 'NO! You don't understand. Your dog
wants to have sex!'
(You gotta love this)....
The blonde looked at the cop and said,

'Well, go ahead. I always wanted a police dog.'