"Prime Minister Stephen Harper was walking through Ottawa and was astonished to see an old woman, fishing rod in hand, fishing over a pothole.
'Tsk Tsk!' The Prime Minister said himself.
'What a sad sight. That poor old woman is fishing over a pothole. I'll see if I can help and try to look great in the eyes of the media and the Canadian people.'
So Prime Minister Harper walked up to the old woman and asked, 'What are you doing, my dear Lady?'
'Fishin', sir.'
'Fishin', eh? Well, how would you like to come have a drink with me?'
The old woman stood, put her rod away and followed the Prime Minister to the corner bar.
He ordered a large glass of beer.
Her host, the Prime Minister, felt good about helping the old woman, and he asked, 'Tell me, old friend, how many did you catch this morning?'
The old Lady took a long drag on a cigarette, blew a careful smoke ring and replied, 'You're the sixth today, sir!'"
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