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Sent to me by a friend from the states…

Two tall trees, a birch and a beech, are growing in the woods. A small tree begins to grow between them. The beech says to the birch: “Is that a son of a beech or a son of a birch?” The birch says he cannot tell. Just then a woodpecker lands on the sapling. The birch says, “Woodpecker, you are a tree expert. Can you tell if that is a son of a beech or a son of a birch?”

The woodpecker takes a taste of the small tree. He replies: “It is neither a son of a beech nor a son of a birch. It is, however, the best piece of ash I have ever put my pecker in.

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  1. jama says

    He opened it, then slammed it shut and stormed back in the house.

    A little later he came out of his house again went to the mail box and again opened it, slammed it shut again. Angrily, back into the house he went.

    As the woman was getting ready to edge the lawn, he came out again, marched to the mail box, opened it and then slammed it closed harder than ever.

    Puzzled by his actions the woman asked him, “Is something wrong?”

    To which he replied, “There certainly is! My stupid computer keeps saying, YOU’VE GOT MAIL.”

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