Good and Bad Brothers.

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    Once

    upon a time there were two brothers. One brother was very mischievous, always

    getting into trouble. The other brother, however, was very good. He was always

    kind to animals, helped elderly neighbors, and led an exemplary

    life.



    As

    time went on, the brothers stayed in touch but were never close. The evil

    brother became a heavy drinker and a womanizer. The other brother was a devoted

    husband and father and supported many charities.



    One

    day the evil brother died. Then, after a few years, the good brother passed

    away. He went to heaven and was rewarded with a happy afterlife. One day he went

    to God and asked, "Where is my brother? He died before me, but I have not seen

    him here in heaven."



    God

    replied, "As you know, your brother led an evil life, so he is not spending

    eternity here in heaven. He has been sent elsewhere."



    "I'm

    sorry to hear that," the good brother replied. "But I do miss him and wish I

    could see him again."



    "You

    can see him if you wish," God said. "I will give you the power to gaze into

    hell."



    So

    the power was granted and the good brother gazed into hell. Before long he saw

    his brother sitting on a bench. In one arm he held a keg of beer, and in the

    other he cradled a gorgeous young blond.



    The

    good brother turned to God and said, "I can't believe what I'm seeing. I have

    found my brother, and he has a keg of beer in one arm and a beautiful woman in

    the other. Surely, hell cannot be that bad."



    God

    explained. "Things are not always as they seem. The keg has a hole in it. The

    blond doesn't."
     
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    So you are distantly related to the family next door, are you? Yes- their dog is our dog’s brother.

    A scoutmaster asked one of his troop what good deed he had done for the day. Well, said the Scout. Mum had only one dose of castor oil left, so I let my baby brother have it.

    First Boy: Why is your brother always flying off the handle ? Second Boy: Because he’s got a screw loose !
     

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