how about a belated Easter joke?
One fine Saturday morning two friends left the big city in a fancy, schmancy convertible. Their goal was to take a scenic country drive where they could revel in fresh air, clear skies, vibrant plant life and maybe ... if really lucky ... some frolicking wildlife.
They zipped along a two-lane country highway and as the scenery flashed by they alternately exclaimed, "Beautiful! Gorgeous! Stunning!"
They even waved as they passed a farmer who'd pulled off onto the shoulder to replace a flat tire ... and waving at strangers was something they'd never do in the big city.
Unfortunately, in the split second that they turned to wave at the farmer a stout rabbit hopped out from the roadside flowers and stopped right in front of the car.
The friend driving tried to avoid hitting the bunny but it was too late.
They pulled over and stood at the side of the road, staring sadly at the flattened remains of little bunny foo foo. They felt just awful and were talking of digging a shallow, roadside grave when an old pickup truck lumbered to a stop on the shoulder behind their car. It was the old farmer they'd waved to just a few short minutes ago ...
"What seems to be the problem, friends?"
They explained, in halting words, what had happened. The farmer nodded sagely as they spoke.
"Ayup. Happens a lot out these ways ... them critters can be careless. I think I may have something back here mayhap will help."
And he rumaged around in the bed of his truck for a moment before finding a can of something. Shaking it vigorously he approaced the rabbit's carcas, leaned down and proceeded to spray the animal with the contents of the can.
He then walked back to his truck, tossed the empty can in the bed, and wandered back over to the two city slickers.
They looked at him blankly, not understanding what he'd done.
"Wait..." he said.
And suddenly, as if on cue, the flattened rabbit regained its pre-accident form, hopped up on its back legs, and turned its head to regard the farmer and the two dumbfounded city friends. As if that weren't miraculous enough, the bunny
waved to them before hopping across the highway where it then stopped, turned around, and waved again. The bunny then hopped merrily across a meadow towards a stand of trees, stopping to wave one last time at everyone before disappearing from sight.
The two friends turned to the farmer and demanded to know what he'd used to revive the bunny. "That's amazing! You should patent that stuff ... you could make a fortune! What was it???"
The farmer shrugged nonchalantly, "That weren't no big deal. It's just hair re-storer with a permanent wave."



