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a woman in a hot air balloon realized she was lost. she lowered her altitude and spotted a man in a boat below. she shouted to him, 'excuse me, can you help me? i promised a friend i would meet him an hour ago, but i don't know where i am. '


the man consulted his portable GPS and replied, 'you're in a hot air balloon, approximately 30 feet above a ground elevation of 2346 feet above sea level. you are at 31 degrees, 14.97 minutes north latitude and 100 degrees, 49.09 minutes west longitude. '


she rolled her eyes and said, 'you must be a republican. '


'i am,' replied the man. 'how did you know?'


'well,' answered the balloonist, 'everything you told me is technically correct, but I have no idea what to do with your information, and i'm still lost. frankly, you've not been much help to me.'


the man smiled and responded, 'you must be a democrat. '


'i am,' replied the balloonist. 'how did you know?'


'well,' said the man, 'you don't know where you are or where you are going. you've risen to where you are, due to a large quantity of hot air. you made a promise that you have no idea how to keep, and you expect me to solve your problem. you're in exactly the same position you were in before we met, but, somehow, now it's my fault.

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a friend sent me this joke in my email just this way (thanks, billy!). but i have a sneaking suspicion that the words 'republican' and 'democrat' could be switched without losing any of the humor (or truth). have fun watching the 'debates' tonight.


suffering from campaign fatigue,

greg.

Comments

Rebecca said…
Good stuff.

I kind of like "republican" and "democrat" right where they are in the joke.

But, you're right, they most certainly could be switched without losing much truth.
cathyq said…
Oh, come on. Let's face it; they're all full of hot air. That's a funny story though. Truth is that if we don't laugh, we'll all be crying!
Crafty P said…
oh that's a good one, to mom milinovich... "all full of hot air!" love it!

but even more truth in your last line, "if we don't laugh, we'll all be crying". very true.

p.s i chose the Spaten. mmmm....
Redbank Billy said…
I loved that one, I knew you would have some fun with it!!!! Lots of hot air for sure!

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