Friday Afternoon Chuckle

It's Friday, and my spirits are down a little because my husband is experiencing firsthand the mess air travel has become this summer (after being gone all week, he's stuck at Reagan Airport because the airline overbooked and is waiting for a standby flight).

Someone sent this to me recently. People are sending me stuff all the time, but this one really gave me a belly laugh the first time I saw it, and I still think it's pretty damn funny. I'm not sure what that says about me (at worst, that I have a truly twisted sense of humor).

Chuckles to you. And cross your fingers that my other half gets home in time to take me out to dinner like he promised . . . .

Love in a Mental Hospital

Jim and Edna were both patients in a mental hospital. One day while they were walking past the hospital swimming pool, Jim suddenly jumped into the deep end. He sank to the bottom of the pool and stayed there. Edna promptly jumped in to save him. She swam to the bottom and pulled Jim out.

When the Head Nurse Director became aware of Edna's heroic act, she immediately ordered her to be discharged from the hospital, as she now considered her to be mentally stable. When she went to tell Edna the news she said, "Edna, I have good news and bad news. The good news is you're being discharged; since you were able to rationally respond to a crisis by jumping in and saving the life of another patient, I have concluded that your act displays sound mindedness. The bad news is, Jim, the patient you saved, hung himself in the bathroom with his bathrobe belt right after you saved him. I am so sorry, but he's dead."

Edna replied, "He didn't hang himself, I put him there to dry. How soon can I go home?"