Subject: Sunday morning Story of the week. Humor for the forge.. :o)

From: [email-masked]
Date: Sun, 21 Apr 1996 14:08:54 -0400

As those of you who know me know, I consider story telling an intregal part
of both American history and life in general.  I've spent years collecting
them and am always on the lookout for a new one.   One thing I've always
liked about blacksmiths is that I've yet to meet one without a sense of
humor.  (Though a couple of recent flames have led me to believe I could be
wrong.)  This is sort of a Western story.  But can easlily be adapted to any
part of the country. 

St. Peter was sitting at the Pearly Gate, when three fellows came up the
path.  

He took them in order of their arrival.  To the first one.

"Welcome to the Pearly Gates.  Before I can let you in, I have to do the
paperwork.." St Peter said. (Yes, even in heaven)
He asked the fellow's name, age cause of death, occupation...and got down
to..
"What is your IQ," St Peter asked.  
"165," was the reply.
"Oh. What college did you graduate from?" 
"Yale, School of Business." The fellow answered.
"Gee.. What do you think of the most recent trends in the new thinking of
economic theory being developed at Stanford?" St Peter asked.
They went on to talk awhile. Then the next fellow came up to St. Peter's
desk.

He got his name, age etc., then..
"What is your IQ?" St. Peter asked.
"101" was the reply. 
Gee, that's great," St. Peter said. "What to you think of the Chicgao Bulls?
 Are they going to make it this year?"

They went on to talk.  Finally, the last of the three came up.

St. Peter got the vitals then again asked
"What is your IQ?
"75," was the reply.
"Get an elk this year?"

Kent    :o)
[email-masked]

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From: [email-masked] (Fred Clark)
Date: Mon, 22 Apr 1996 20:53:29 -0500

>St. Peter got the vitals then again asked

Pretty good, Kent, but the way I heard this one was when he got the answer
from the last guy (with the IQ 0f 75) he said "10-4, Good Buddy".

Fred