Why I Forward... ( Archived) (3)

This explains why I forward jokes.
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> A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the
scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.
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> He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him had been dead
for years. He wondered where the road was leading them.
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> After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of
the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was
broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.
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> When he was standing before it he saw a magnificent gate in the arch
> that looked like mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate
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> he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side
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> When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?"
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> "This is Heaven, sir," the man answered.
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> "Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked.
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> "Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought
right up."
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> The man gestured, and the gate began to open.
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> "Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog, "come in, too?" the
traveler asked.
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> "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets."
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> The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and
continued the way he had been going with his dog.
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> After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came
to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had
never been closed. There was no fence.
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> As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree
and reading a book.
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> "Excuse me!" he called to the man. "Do you have any water?"
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> "Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, come on in."
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> "How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to the dog.
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> "There should be a bowl by the pump."
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> They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an
old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it.
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> The traveler filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then
he gave some to the dog.
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> When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was
standing by the tree.
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> "What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.
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> "This is Heaven," he answered.
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> "Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road
said that was Heaven, too."
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> "Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope.
That's hell."
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> "Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"
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> "No, we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave
their best friends behind."
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> Soooo.
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> Sometimes, we wonder why friends keep forwarding jokes to us without
writing a word.
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> Maybe this will explain.
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> When you are very busy, but still want to keep in touch, guess what
you do? You forward jokes.
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> When you have nothing to say, but still want to keep contact, you
forward jokes.
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> When you have something to say, but don't know what, and don't know
how, you forward jokes.
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> Also to let you know that you are still remembered, you are still
important, you are still loved, you are still cared for, guess what you
get?
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> A forwarded joke.
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> So, next time if you get a joke, don't think that you've been sent
just another forwarded joke, but that you've been thought of today and
your friend on the other end of your computer wanted to send you a
smile.
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> You are all welcome @ my water bowl anytime
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That`s so nice, Mercedes. TY for sharing!