Feel free to browse the collection of tall tales, yarns and downright lies. They are all family safe - the test I apply is "would I tell this to someone's grandmother?" If no, I don't use it. (That doesn't mean i don't appreciate a dirty joke, but I don't think they're appropriate for broadcast on the radio - you never know who is listening or how old they are or what their attitudes to dirty jokes amounts to. )
One day , God is sitting on his throne and the phone rings beside him.. He picks it up and it’s Satan calling.
“Oh its you again,” says God. “what do you want.”
“G’day God”, Satan says, “listen I’m sick of all this fighting and arguing. Why don’t we call a truce.”
“I don’t see why,” says God. “After all we’re opposites, you and me, and I’m the good guy.”
“No hear me out,” Satan urges. “All this arguing between you and me is very draining. It’s giving us both really bad publicity and I rekon you’re like me, you need a bit of a break from it all. Here’s what I suggest . why don’t we have a game of rugby. Why don’t we get the best people we can find and have a heaven vs hell test match. We can find a neutral venue. I know of a great stadium and ground in purgatory where the pitch is terrific, the beer is cold and the food perfect. The facilities for the fans and players are amazing. What do you say?”
God chuckles to himself. “You sure you know what you’re saying? After all Rugby is the game we play in heaven. It’s our game. We have all the greats – William Webb-Ellis, Danie Craven, all those guys. We’ll thump you.”
“I wouldn’t be too hasty,” says Satan, “after all, we’ve got all the referees.”
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