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Title: Bubba and his boss.... Post by BarbaraD on Jan 4th, 2006, 3:50pm Bubba And His Boss Bubba was bragging to his boss one day, "You know, I know everyone there is to know. Just name someone, anyone, and I know them. " Tired of his boasting, his boss called his bluff, "OK, Bubba how about Tom Cruise? " "Sure, yes, Tom and I are old friends, and I can prove it. " So Bubba and his boss fly out to Hollywood and knock on Tom Cruise's door, and sure enough, Tom Cruise, shouts, "Bubba! Great to see you! You and your friend come right in and join me for lunch! " Although impressed, Bubba's boss is still skeptical. After they leave Cruise's house, he tells Bubba that he thinks Bubba's knowing Cruise was just lucky. "No, no, just name anyone else, " Bubba says. "President Bush, " his boss quickly retorts. Yep, " Bubba says, "I know him, let's fly out to Washington. " And off they go. At the White House, Bush spots Bubba on the tour and motions him and his boss over, saying, "Bubba, what a surprise, I was just on my way to a meeting, but you and your friend come on in and let's have a cup of coffee first and catch up. " Well, the boss is very shaken by now, but still not totally convinced. After they leave the White House ! grounds, he expresses his doubts to Bubba, who again implores him to name anyone else. "The Pope, " his boss replies. "Sure! " says Bubba. "I've known the Pope a long time. " So off they fly to Rome. Bubba and his boss are assembled with the masses in Vatican Square when Bubba says, "This will never work. I can't catch the Pope's eye among all these people. Tell you what, I know all the guards so let me just go upstairs and I'll come out on the balcony with the Pope. " And he disappears into the crowd headed toward St. Peter's. Sure enough, half an hour later Bubba emerges with the Pope on the balcony. But by the time Bubba returns, he finds that his boss has had a heart attack and is surrounded by paramedics. Working his way to his boss's side, Bubba asks him, "What happened? " His boss looks up and says, "I was doing fine until you and the Pope came out on the balcony and the Japanese tourist next to me asked, "Who's that on the balcony with Bubba? " The best way to predict your future is to create it. |
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Title: Re: Bubba and his boss.... Post by BobG on Jan 4th, 2006, 4:01pm LMAO [smiley=laugh.gif] Is that the same Bubba that was at the OUCH convention? I know him! |
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Title: Re: Bubba and his boss.... Post by Kevin_M on Jan 4th, 2006, 4:05pm That was a great ending. ;;D Unpredictable. |
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Title: Re: Bubba and his boss.... Post by BarbaraD on Jan 4th, 2006, 6:37pm Of course you do Bob -- EVERYBODY knows Bubba - and Bubba knows EVERYBODY!!! Hugs BD |
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Title: Re: Bubba and his boss.... Post by Sean_C on Jan 4th, 2006, 11:30pm ROTFLMMFAO [smiley=laugh.gif] Thanks Barb ;;D Sean............................ |
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Title: Re: Bubba and his boss.... Post by AussieBrian on Jan 4th, 2006, 11:43pm From Training Base Australian Army Dear Mum & Dad, I am well. Hope youse are too. Tell me big brothers Doug and Phil that the Army is better than workin' on the farm - tell them to get in bloody quick smart before the jobs are all gone! I wuz a bit slow in settling down at first, because ya don't hafta get outta bed until 6am. But I like sleeping in now, cuz all ya gotta do before brekky is make ya bed and shine ya boots and clean ya uniform. No bloody cows to milk, no calves to feed, no feed to stack - nothin'!! Ya haz gotta shave though, but its not so bad, coz there's lotsa hot water and even a light to see what ya doing! At brekky ya get cereal, fruit and eggs but there's no kangaroo steaks or possum stew like wot Mum makes. You don't get fed again until noon, and by that time all the city boys are buggered because we've been on a 'route march' - geez it's only just like walking to the windmill in the back paddock!! This one will kill me brothers Doug and Phil with laughter. I keep getting medals for shootin' - dunno why. The bullseye is as big as a bloody possum's bum and it don't move and it's not firing back at ya like the Johnson's did when our big scrubber bull got into their prize cows before the Ekka last year! All ya gotta do is make yourself comfortable and hit the target - it's a piece of piss!! You don't even load your own cartridges - they comes in little boxes and ya don't have to steady yourself against the rollbar of the roo shooting truck when you reload! Sometimes ya gotta wrestle with the city boys and I gotta be real careful coz they break easy - it's not like fighting with Doug and Phil and Jack and Boori and Steve and Muzza all at once like we do at home after the muster. Turns out I'm not a bad boxer either and it looks like I'm the best the platoon's got, and I've only been beaten by this one bloke from the Engineers - he's 6 foot 5 and 15 stone and three pick handles across the shoulders and as ya know I'm only 5 foot 7 and eight stone wringin' wet, but I fought him till the other blokes carried me off to the boozer. I can't complain about the Army - tell the boys to get in quick before word gets around how bloody good it is. Your loving daughter, Sheila |
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Title: Re: Bubba and his boss.... Post by zwibbs/Scott on Jan 5th, 2006, 6:53am Barbara--That was very good !!! |
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Title: Re: Bubba and his boss.... Post by Charlie on Jan 5th, 2006, 5:57pm You're killing me people. http://www.netsync.net/users/charlies/gifs/die laughing.gif Charlie |
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Title: Re: Bubba and his boss.... Post by LeLimey on Jan 5th, 2006, 6:01pm Barb and Bri THANK YOU! They both had me laughing out loud! ;;D |
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Title: Re: Bubba and his boss.... Post by Charlie on Jan 5th, 2006, 6:07pm Remember this: Kid writes from college: No mon, no fun, your son. Dad writes back: So sad, too bad, your dad. Older than dirt. Charlie http://www.netsync.net/users/charlies/gifs/pie face.gif |
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Title: Re: Bubba and his boss.... Post by Jasmyn on Jan 5th, 2006, 6:59pm Barbara and Mr Brain thanks!!! [smiley=crackup.gif] [smiley=crackup.gif] [smiley=crackup.gif] |
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