Wednesday, February 25, 2009

A good one

Allen and I were talking last night before we went to sleep about Lent and Passover. We decided we didn't know much about them. So today I googled them and was telling Allen that Lent is the 40 days before Easter and that it signifies the 40 days that Christ spent in the wilderness.

Allen said, "Isn't there something else in the Bible about 40 days? How long was the flood?"

So I looked it up and sure enough the rain fell upon the earth for 40 days and 40 nights.

Allen said, "That must have been what happened to the dinosaurs."

I said, "Wouldn't Noah have put dinosaurs on the ark?"

Allen said, "Not necessarily."

I said, "Why did Noah put roaches on the ark: that's what I want to know."

Allen said, "He didn't mean to."

I laughed so hard when he said that, and he said, "What?"

I said, "Allen, that's a good one. That's a good joke."

He said, "It is? I don't get it."

He is so funny when he's not trying to be funny.

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