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Robin Parry is the husband of but one wife (Carol) and the father of the two most beautiful girls in the universe (Hannah and Jessica). He also has a lovely cat called Monty (who has only three legs). Living in the city of Worcester, UK, he works as an Editor for Wipf and Stock — a US-based theological publisher. Robin was a Sixth Form College teacher for 11 years and has worked in publishing since 2001 (2001–2010 for Paternoster and 2010– for W&S).

Friday, 11 February 2011

Joke (not remotely theological)

President Barack Obama visits a Glasgow hospital …………..

He enters a ward full of patients with no obvious sign of injury or illness,

He greets one.


The patient replies:

Fair fa your honest sonsie face,
Great chieftain o the puddin race,
Aboon them a ye take yer place,
Painch, tripe or thairm,
As langs my airm.

Obama is confused, so he just grins and moves on to the next patient.

The next patient responds:

Some hae meat an canna eat,
And some wad eat that want it,
But we hae meat an we can eat,
So let the Lord be thankit.

Even more confused, and his grin now rictus-like, the President moves onto the next patient, who immediately begins to chant:

Wee sleekit, cowerin, timorous beasty,
O the panic in thy breasty,
Thou needna start awa sae hastie,
Wi bickering brattle

Now seriously troubled, Obama turns to the accompanying doctor and asks, 'Is this a psychiatric ward?'
‘No’ replies the doctor, ‘this is the serious Burns unit ‘

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

after your joke at Spurgeons last week, I know you could tell this joke with a very good Scottish accent -- so good in fact that the light accented people of Inverness would blush!!

Sue Barker said...

excellent!

theologist said...

love it!

Geordy M said...

Y,I Mon it's a good job he wasna visitn Geordyland, cos a dana wot am takin aboot noo mon.