Tuesday's Laugh.
THE NATIONAL POETRY CONTEST HAD COME DOWN TO TWO,
A YALE GRADUATE AND A REDNECK FROM ALABAMA.
THEY WERE GIVEN A WORD, THEN ALLOWED TWO MINUTES TO
STUDY THE WORD
AND COME UP WITH A POEM THAT CONTAINED THE WORD.
THE WORD THEY WERE GIVEN WAS.. TIMBUKTU.
FIRST TO RECITE HIS POEM WAS THE YALE GRADUATE.
HE STEPPED TO THE MICROPHONE AND SAID,
"SLOWLY ACROSS THE DESERT SAND,
TREKKED A LONELY CARAVAN.
MEN ON CAMELS, TWO BY TWO,
DESTINATION TIMBUKTU."
THE CROWD WENT CRAZY! NO WAY COULD THE REDNECK TOP
THAT, THEY THOUGHT AS
THE REDNECK CALMLY MADE HIS WAY TO THE MICROPHONE AND
RECITED,
"ME AND TIM, A' HUNTIN' WE WENT.
MET THREE *****S IN A POP-UP TENT.
THEY WAS THREE, AND WE WAS TWO.
SO I BUCKED ONE, AND TIMBUKTU."
THE REDNECK WON HANDS DOWN.
Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, yelling "..........Holy Shit.......... what a ride".