This is a story about three illegal Mexican squirrels…Jose, Jesus and Maria.
A hidden microphone was there to record their words during their voyage to America.
Jose:
Jesus and Maria, it sure is getting stuffy inside these coat pockets.
Maria:
Si.
Jesus:
Si.
Jose:
I wonder where we are going?
Maria:
Maybe Disneyland?
Jesus:
Maybe the Holy Land…Or the place that’s called the Big Apple.
Jose:
Don't mention food. I'm starving!
Maria:
Yes, me too.
Jesus:
If I had a fish and some bread I’d make enough for all of us.
Jose:
Oh, come on Jesus, don't play that game again.
Maria:
Right. You aren't the messiah you think you are. You’re just another rodent.
Jesus:
O.K. I know I've got some hang ups, but getting hanged isn't one of them.
Jose:
Oh, now he's the comedian.
Maria:
Hey, be quiet. I hear something.
Jose:
Me too!
Jesus:
I think we're at the border crossing. Quick! Deeper into the pockets!
Immigration Official:
Hello, sir. Your nationality?
Man:
Mexican.
Immigration Official:
Anything to declare?
Man:
Yes. I have three striped squirrels.
Immigration Official:
What is the purpose of their visit?
Man:
Jose and Maria are going to Disneyland.
Jesus wants to visit the Holy Land and your Big Apple.
Immigration Official:
My Big Apple? Oh, you mean New York.
Man:
Si.
Immigration Official:
O.K. Welcome to the United States.
Jose, Jesus and Maria:
Gee, that was a breeze. How did you do it?
Man:
You forget. I’m God.
Merry Christmas!
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