Hubbe
09-03-2003, 02:20 PM
Subject: Logic
Well, it seems these two rednecks, Bubba and Cooter,
decided they should go to college so they could get
ahead.
Bubba went in first, and the professor advises him
to take Math, History, and Logic.
"What's Logic?" Bubba asked.
"Well, let me give you an example," said the
professor. "Do you own a weed-eater?"
"Sure do," the redneck responded proudly.
"Okay. Then I assume, using logic, that you have a
yard," the professor went on.
"That's real good," said the redneck, in awe.
"Logic also tells me that since you have a yard, you
also have a house.. Is that right?"
"GAWL-LEE!" the redneck shouted.
"And since you own a house and a house is tough to
take care of by yourself, logic dictates that you have
a wife. Right?"
"Betty Mae! This is incredible!" Bubba is catching
on now.
"Finally, since you have a wife, logically I can
assume you are heterosexual
rather than homosexual. Is that right?"
"You are absolutely right! Why that's the most
fascinatin' thang I ever heerd of. I can't wait
to take this here logic class!"
Bubba, proud of the new world opening up to him,
walks back into the hallway where Cooter is still
waiting.
"So what classes are ya takin"? Cooter asks..
"Math, History, and Logic," replied Bubba.
"What in tarnation is logic?" asks Cooter.
Let me give you an example," Bubba says. "Do you
own a weed- eater?"
"No." says Cooter.
"You're Queer, aintcha?"
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FOR ALL THOSE WHO OWN BMW'S!!!
>
>On a golf tour in Ireland , Tiger Woods drives his BMW into a petrol
>station in a remote part of the Irish countryside. The pump attendant,
>obviously knows nothing about golf, greets him in a typical Irish manner
>completely unaware of who the golfing pro is. "Top of the mornin' to yer
>sir" says the attendant.
>
>Tiger nods a quick "hello" and bends forward to pick up the nozzle. As he
>does so, two tees fall out of his shirt pocket onto the ground. "What are
>those?, asks the attendant. "They're called tees" replies Tiger. "Well,
>what
>on the god's earth are dey for?" enquires the Irishman. "They're for
>resting
>my balls on when I'm driving", says Tiger. "Fookin Jaysus", says the
>Irishman, "BMW thinks of everything!".
Well, it seems these two rednecks, Bubba and Cooter,
decided they should go to college so they could get
ahead.
Bubba went in first, and the professor advises him
to take Math, History, and Logic.
"What's Logic?" Bubba asked.
"Well, let me give you an example," said the
professor. "Do you own a weed-eater?"
"Sure do," the redneck responded proudly.
"Okay. Then I assume, using logic, that you have a
yard," the professor went on.
"That's real good," said the redneck, in awe.
"Logic also tells me that since you have a yard, you
also have a house.. Is that right?"
"GAWL-LEE!" the redneck shouted.
"And since you own a house and a house is tough to
take care of by yourself, logic dictates that you have
a wife. Right?"
"Betty Mae! This is incredible!" Bubba is catching
on now.
"Finally, since you have a wife, logically I can
assume you are heterosexual
rather than homosexual. Is that right?"
"You are absolutely right! Why that's the most
fascinatin' thang I ever heerd of. I can't wait
to take this here logic class!"
Bubba, proud of the new world opening up to him,
walks back into the hallway where Cooter is still
waiting.
"So what classes are ya takin"? Cooter asks..
"Math, History, and Logic," replied Bubba.
"What in tarnation is logic?" asks Cooter.
Let me give you an example," Bubba says. "Do you
own a weed- eater?"
"No." says Cooter.
"You're Queer, aintcha?"
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FOR ALL THOSE WHO OWN BMW'S!!!
>
>On a golf tour in Ireland , Tiger Woods drives his BMW into a petrol
>station in a remote part of the Irish countryside. The pump attendant,
>obviously knows nothing about golf, greets him in a typical Irish manner
>completely unaware of who the golfing pro is. "Top of the mornin' to yer
>sir" says the attendant.
>
>Tiger nods a quick "hello" and bends forward to pick up the nozzle. As he
>does so, two tees fall out of his shirt pocket onto the ground. "What are
>those?, asks the attendant. "They're called tees" replies Tiger. "Well,
>what
>on the god's earth are dey for?" enquires the Irishman. "They're for
>resting
>my balls on when I'm driving", says Tiger. "Fookin Jaysus", says the
>Irishman, "BMW thinks of everything!".