firewood

[RetiredSubmariner]

It is late fall and the Indians on a remote reservation in South Dakota asked their new chief if the coming winter was going to be cold or mild.
Since he was a chief in a modern society, he had never been taught the old secrets.
When he looked at the sky, he couldn't tell what the winter was going to be like...
Nevertheless, to be on the safe side, he told his tribe that the winter was indeed going to be cold and that the members of the village should collect firewood to be prepared.

But, being a practical leader, after several days, he got an idea. He called the National Weather Service and asked, 'Is the coming winter going to be cold?'
'It looks like this winter is going to be quite cold,' the meteorologist at the weather service responded.
So the chief went back to his people and told them to collect even more firewood in order to be prepared.

A week later, he called the National Weather Service again. 'Does it still look like it is going to be a very cold winter?'
'Yes,' the man at National Weather Service again replied, 'it's going to be a very cold winter.'
The chief again went back to his people and ordered them to collect every scrap of firewood they could find.

Two weeks later, the chief called the National Weather Service again. 'Are you absolutely sure that the winter is going to be very cold?'
'Absolutely,' the man replied. 'It's looking more and more like it is going to be one of the coldest winters we've ever seen.'
'How can you be so sure?' the chief asked.


The weatherman replied, 'The Indians are collecting firewood like crazy.'

[Ripmany]

Nice story heard �� times still don't old. But I like some cold buns that have warm center for my hot dog.

[RetiredSubmariner]

In my community, most homes are heated with firewood. And the local Indian tribe is ever vocal.

[SeV]

That’s funny! I can appreciate a good firewood joke until it’s your turn to pack the Husqvarna. That **** is serious work! You made me laugh so I’d like to tell you a joke in return if you don’t mind.

A group of boys are sitting around a puppy dog outside, each boy wants the same thing. They agree that the boy who can tell the biggest lie gets to keep the dog. Hours later they’re all still there staring at the dog when a preacher walks by . He stops and asks “what are you boys doing there with that dog?” The oldest one looks up and tells father, “whoever can tell the biggest lie gets to keep that there dog.” The preacher pulls his glasses down and stares him the in eye, “son when I was a boy I didn’t go around telling lies” Boy huffs and looks at his friends, “Give him the dog.”