A rabbi and a priest went for a walk in the park, and strolled by a large lake. Suddenly the rabbi said: “Let’s go in and do some ‘baptism’, the water looks really clear!” “But we don’t have swimsuits” the priest told him. “So what?” replied the rabbi, “Let’s go into the water as God created us.” The priest thought for a moment and then agreed with him. They took off their clothes, laid them on a piece of grass at the edge of the lake and went in for a short dip. After a few minutes they left the lake and walked back towards the place where they had put the clothes. Suddenly the two noticed a small group of people staring right at them. Embarrassed, the priest tried to cover his shame with his hands. He looked to the side and discovered that the rabbi was covering his face with his hands. “What are you doing?!?” hissed the priest, “cover your privates!” “I don’t know how it goes in YOUR congregation.” Said the Rabbi, “but my people recognize me by my face!”
Seven us ran to the same lake and found a way back to the flag with our clothes on. Total of 4.9 miles was the long route. Blue Moon did the Pigskin Special, without Pigskin = laps around the school with merkins and dips each lap.
Half us met at Dunkin’ after.
We all know about lunch on Tuesday at Firehouse Subs in Innsbrook. And everyone can’t wait to see my band on 10/12 from 6-9PM at the Kindred Spirit Satellite near the Diamond.
I am still working on a catchphrase to close my backblasts. Maybe something from, “I have had it with these motherfucking snakes on this motherfucking plane! Everybody strap in! I’m about to open some fuckin’ windows.” or from Beavis: “Butt-head, this book kicks! There’s a talking snake, and a naked chick, and the this dude puts a leaf on his schlong.” I think the winner may be “Take your filthy hands off my asp”.
