Having just written the last post I checked my e-mails and found this Joke.
Yesterday I was at my local supermarket buying a large bag of Purina Dog food for my loyal pet and was at the checkout when the woman behind me asked if I had a dog.
What did she think I had, an elephant? So, on impulse, I told her that no, I didn’t have a dog, I was starting the Purina Diet again. I added that I probably shouldn’t because I ended up in hospital last time, but before I awakened in Intensive Care with tubes coming out of my orifices and IV’s in both arms I had lost 50 lbs.
I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way it works is to stuff your pockets with Purina nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry. The food is nutritionally complete so it works well and that is why I was going to try it again. (By now everyone in the queue was enthralled by my story).
Horrified, she asked if I ended up in Intensive care because the dog food had poisoned me.
I told her no, I stepped off the curb to smell an Irish setter’s bum and a car hit us both.
