Originally Posted by lene1949
Probably a repeat, but I love it:
> Two 90 year old men, Mike and Joe, have been friends all of
> their lives.
>
> When it's clear that Joe is dying, Mike visits him every
> day. One day Mike says, "Joe, we both loved rugby all our lives, and we
> played rugby on Saturdays together for so many years. Please do me one
> favour, when you get to Heaven, somehow you must let me know if there's
> rugby there."
>
> Joe looks up at Mike from his death bed," Mike, you've been
> my best friend for many years. If it's at all possible, I'll do this
> favour for you.
>
> Shortly after that, Joe passes on.
>
> At midnight a couple of nights later, Mike is awakened from
> a sound sleep by a blinding flash of white light and a voice calling out
> to him, "Mike--Mike."
>
> "Who is it? asks Mike sitting up suddenly. "Who is it?"
>
> "Mike--it's me, Joe."
>
> "You're not Joe. Joe just died."
>
> "I'm telling you, it's me, Joe," insists the voice."
>
> "Joe! Where are you?"
>
> "In heaven", replies Joe. "I have some really good news and
> a little bad news."
>
> "Tell me the good news first," says Mike.
>
> "The good news," Joe says," is that there's rugby in heaven.
> Better yet, all of our old friends who died before us are here, too.
> Better than that, we're all young again. Better still, it's always
> spring time and it never rains or snows. And best of all, we can play
> rugby all we want, and we never get tired."
>
> That's fantastic," says Mike. "It's beyond my wildest
> dreams! So what's the bad news?
>
>
> "You're in the team for this Saturday."
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