Heresy

Jeff Foxworthy’s Redneck Dictionaryher·e·sy (her΄-ә-sē), n. and v. the visual perception of a mass of filamentous epidermal outgrowth. “Y’all better get me some Rogaine, what with all the heresy.”

[Jeff Foxworthy, Jeff Foxworthy’s Redneck Dictionary, (New York, NY, USA: Ballantine Books, 2006), 63.]

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Three friends die in a car accident,

and they go to an orientation in heaven. They are all asked, “When you are in your casket and friends and family are mourning you, what would you like to hear them say about you?

The first guy says, “I would like to hear them say that I was a great doctor in my time and a great family man.”

The second guy says, “I would like to hear that I was a wonderful husband and a school teacher who made a huge difference in our children of tomorrow.”

The last guy replies, “I would like to hear them say…‘Look, he’s moving’!!”

Pretty Good Joke Book (2000)[Mike Danforth, et. al., and Garrison Keillor (Introduction), A Prairie Home Companion Pretty Good Joke Book, (St. Paul, MN, USA: Highbridge Company, 2000), 64. The book is now in a fourth edition.]

Wrong Number

martincruelshoessmall.jpgOne day I called someone up and got the wrong number. I apologized profusely but then realized just an apology was not enough. I offered some money as partial compensation and then threw in some stocks and bonds at the last minute. Then I thought, perhaps if I could take their address and send them everything I own, then take a journey to Tibet to acquire wisdom, I could then inform them of the truth, something money could not buy. Naturally they were still indignant, but were at least convinced of my sincerity in wanting to make it right. They suggested that after I go to Tibet, I kill myself, thus offering my last breath as penance. This seemed slightly out of line, but not being a good businessman, I agreed.

So now I’m in Tibet, standing on my head on a llama, thinking ’bout the day I got dat wrong number.

—Steve Martin, “Wrong Number,” from Cruel Shoes, (New York: G.P. Putnam’s Sons, 1979), 61-62.