Post by JJ Judkins on Apr 25, 2008 13:40:20 GMT -6
Meet Your Neighbors
As the coals from our barbecue burned down, our hosts passed out
marshmallows and long roasting forks.
Just then, two fire trucks roared by, sirens blaring, lights flashing. They
stopped at a house right down the block.
All twelve of us raced out of the back yard, down the street, where we found
the owners of the blazing house standing by helplessly.
They glared at us with looks of disgust.
Suddenly, we realized why.........
we were all still holding our roasting forks with marshmallows on them.