When our lawn mower broke and wouldn’t run, my wife kept hinting to me that I should get it fixed. But, somehow I always had something else to take care of first: the truck, the car, e-mail, fishing, always something more important to me.

Finally she thought of a clever way to make her point. When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall grass, busily snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing scissors. I watched silently for a short time and then went into the house. I was gone only a few minutes. When I came out again I handed her a toothbrush.

‘When you finish cutting the grass,’ I said, ‘you might as well sweep the driveway.’

The doctors say I will walk again, but I will always have a limp.

- The Baby Boomers, people born between 1946 and 1964.

- Generation X, people born between 1965 and 1983.

- Generation Y, people born between 1984 and 2002.

Why do we call the last one generation Y?

The farmer agreed to deliver the horse the next day.

The next day the farmer drove up and said, “Sorry son, but I have some
bad news… the horse died.”

Chuck replied, “Well, then just give me my money back.”

The farmer said, “Can’t do that. I went and spent it already.”

Chuck said, “Ok, then, just bring me the dead horse.”

The farmer asked, “What ya gonna do with him?”

Chuck said, “I’m going to raffle him off.”

The farmer said, “You can’t raffle off a dead horse!”

Chuck said, “Sure I can, Watch me.  I just won’t tell anybody he’s
dead.”

A month later, the farmer met up with Chuck and asked, “What happened
with that dead horse?”

Chuck said, “I raffled him off.  

I sold 500 tickets at two dollars a piece and made a profit of $998.”

The farmer said, “Didn’t anyone complain?”

Chuck said, “Just the guy who won. So I gave him his two dollars back.”

Chuck grew up and now works for the government.

He’s the one who figured out how this “bail-out” is going to work.

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