My dad sent me this, in an email. I thought Ya'll could use a laugh, so here it is.
A burglar broke into a house one night. He
shined his flashlight
around,
> looking for valuables, and when he picked up a
CD player to place in
his
> sack, a strange, disembodied voice echoed from
the dark saying, "Jesus
is watching you."
He nearly jumped out of his skin, clicked his
flashlight out, and
froze.
When he heard nothing more after a bit, he
shook his head, promised
himself a vacation after the next big score, then
clicked the light on and
began searching for more valuables.
Just as he pulled the stereo out so he could
disconnect the wires,
clear
as a bell he heard, "Jesus is watching you."
Freaked out, he shone his
light around frantically, looking for the source of
the voice. Finally, in
the corner of the room, his flashlight beam came to
rest on a parrot.
Did you say that?" He hissed at the parrot.
"Yep," the parrot confessed, then squawked,
"I'm just trying to warn
you."
The burglar relaxed. "Warn me, huh? Who in the
world are you?"
"Moses," replied the bird.
>
"Moses?" the burglar laughed. "What kind of
people would name a bird
Moses."
"The kind of people that would name a
rottweiler Jesus."
Later
Dave (A.K.A. Homebrew)
