Rico says his friend Tex sends this:
I recently applied for a building permit for a new house. It was going to be a hundred feet tall and four hundred feet wide, with nine gun turrets at various heights, windows all over the place, and a loud outside entertainment sound system.
It would have parked two hundred cars, and I was going to paint it snot green with pink trim.
The City Council told me: "Forget it; ain't gonna happen."
So I sent in the application again, but this time I called it a mosque.
Work starts on Monday.
I love this country; it's the government I'm afraid of.
I recently applied for a building permit for a new house. It was going to be a hundred feet tall and four hundred feet wide, with nine gun turrets at various heights, windows all over the place, and a loud outside entertainment sound system.
It would have parked two hundred cars, and I was going to paint it snot green with pink trim.
The City Council told me: "Forget it; ain't gonna happen."
So I sent in the application again, but this time I called it a mosque.
Work starts on Monday.
I love this country; it's the government I'm afraid of.
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