Someting very funny happens ever day. Perhaps the core sin is in not noticing the irony. A very Republican friend sent me this:
Three Texas plastic surgeons were playing golf together and discussing surgeries they had performed.
One of them said “I’m the best plastic surgeon in Texas. A concert pianist lost seven fingers in an accident.
I reattached them and eight months later he performed a private concert for the queen of England.”
One of the others said “That’s nothing. A young man lost both arms and legs in an accident. I reattached them, and two years later he won a gold medal in five field events in the Olympics.”
The third surgeon said “You guys are amateurs. Several years ago a yuppie cowboy who was high on cocaine and alcohol rode a horse head-on into a train traveling 80 miles an hour. All I had left to work with was the horse’s ass and a cowboy hat.
And now he’s President of the United States.”