Here is a funny story
Feb 4th 2013 | 6:37 pm
#1
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Here is a funny story
Ok this is how it happened
We were talking to our Canadian next door neighbor
A great chap, one of the old breed that built Canada
Jane was telling him about one of her friends daughters who was married to an irishman in Belfast who went to Dublin on a hen doo. (female version of the male stag doo)
Jane asked Roger if Canadians have hen doos
he replied why yes we have lots of hen doos..................
and Sikhs and Muslims!!!!
We were talking to our Canadian next door neighbor
A great chap, one of the old breed that built Canada
Jane was telling him about one of her friends daughters who was married to an irishman in Belfast who went to Dublin on a hen doo. (female version of the male stag doo)
Jane asked Roger if Canadians have hen doos
he replied why yes we have lots of hen doos..................
and Sikhs and Muslims!!!!
Feb 5th 2013 | 2:02 pm
#2
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From: Nusajaya
Re: Here is a funny story
Is that true or is it a joke?? Either way, funny. 
Feb 6th 2013 | 1:01 am
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Re: Here is a funny story
As a musician , I play many gigs. Recently I was asked by a funeral director acquaintance to play at a graveside service for a homeless man. He had no family or friends, so the service was to be at a pauper's cemetery in the Hasting county back country.
As I was not familiar with the area, I got lost and, being a typical man, I didn't stop for directions.
I finally arrived an hour late and saw the funeral guy had evidently gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight. There were only the diggers and crew left and they were eating lunch.
I felt badly and apologized to the men for being late. I went to the side of the grave and looked down and the vault lid was already in place. I didn't know what else to do, so I started to play.
The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around. I played out my heart and soul for this man with no family and friends. I played like I've never played before for this homeless man.
And as I played 'Amazing Grace,' the workers began to weep. They wept, I wept, we all wept together. When I finished I packed up my horn and started for my car. Though my head hung low, my heart was full.
As I opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say, "I never seen nothin' like that before and I've been putting in septic tanks for twenty years."
Apparently I'm still lost.... it's a man thing .
As I was not familiar with the area, I got lost and, being a typical man, I didn't stop for directions.
I finally arrived an hour late and saw the funeral guy had evidently gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight. There were only the diggers and crew left and they were eating lunch.
I felt badly and apologized to the men for being late. I went to the side of the grave and looked down and the vault lid was already in place. I didn't know what else to do, so I started to play.
The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around. I played out my heart and soul for this man with no family and friends. I played like I've never played before for this homeless man.
And as I played 'Amazing Grace,' the workers began to weep. They wept, I wept, we all wept together. When I finished I packed up my horn and started for my car. Though my head hung low, my heart was full.
As I opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say, "I never seen nothin' like that before and I've been putting in septic tanks for twenty years."
Apparently I'm still lost.... it's a man thing .
Feb 6th 2013 | 1:13 am
#4
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From: Ajax, Ontario
Re: Here is a funny story
Great story Iaink, 
Feb 6th 2013 | 1:30 am
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From: Sunshine Coast, BC
Re: Here is a funny story
As a musician , I play many gigs. Recently I was asked by a funeral director acquaintance to play at a graveside service for a homeless man. He had no family or friends, so the service was to be at a pauper's cemetery in the Hasting county back country.
As I was not familiar with the area, I got lost and, being a typical man, I didn't stop for directions.
I finally arrived an hour late and saw the funeral guy had evidently gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight. There were only the diggers and crew left and they were eating lunch.
I felt badly and apologized to the men for being late. I went to the side of the grave and looked down and the vault lid was already in place. I didn't know what else to do, so I started to play.
The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around. I played out my heart and soul for this man with no family and friends. I played like I've never played before for this homeless man.
And as I played 'Amazing Grace,' the workers began to weep. They wept, I wept, we all wept together. When I finished I packed up my horn and started for my car. Though my head hung low, my heart was full.
As I opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say, "I never seen nothin' like that before and I've been putting in septic tanks for twenty years."
Apparently I'm still lost.... it's a man thing .
As I was not familiar with the area, I got lost and, being a typical man, I didn't stop for directions.
I finally arrived an hour late and saw the funeral guy had evidently gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight. There were only the diggers and crew left and they were eating lunch.
I felt badly and apologized to the men for being late. I went to the side of the grave and looked down and the vault lid was already in place. I didn't know what else to do, so I started to play.
The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around. I played out my heart and soul for this man with no family and friends. I played like I've never played before for this homeless man.
And as I played 'Amazing Grace,' the workers began to weep. They wept, I wept, we all wept together. When I finished I packed up my horn and started for my car. Though my head hung low, my heart was full.
As I opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say, "I never seen nothin' like that before and I've been putting in septic tanks for twenty years."
Apparently I'm still lost.... it's a man thing .
that birghtened up my day
Feb 6th 2013 | 6:02 am
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Re: Here is a funny story
Nope it was not a joke
that is how it really happened
our neighbor is a little hard of hearing!!!
that is how it really happened
our neighbor is a little hard of hearing!!!
Feb 6th 2013 | 10:43 am
#7
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From: 1313 Mockingbird Lane, Mockingbird Heights
Re: Here is a funny story
Ok this is how it happened
We were talking to our Canadian next door neighbor
A great chap, one of the old breed that built Canada
Jane was telling him about one of her friends daughters who was married to an irishman in Belfast who went to Dublin on a hen doo. (female version of the male stag doo)
Jane asked Roger if Canadians have hen doos
he replied why yes we have lots of hen doos..................
and Sikhs and Muslims!!!!
We were talking to our Canadian next door neighbor
A great chap, one of the old breed that built Canada
Jane was telling him about one of her friends daughters who was married to an irishman in Belfast who went to Dublin on a hen doo. (female version of the male stag doo)
Jane asked Roger if Canadians have hen doos
he replied why yes we have lots of hen doos..................
and Sikhs and Muslims!!!!
