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01-25-2004, 04:59
A very rich lady from California, who was a tree hugger and a vociferous
anti-hunter, purchased a piece of timberland. There was a large tree on one
of the highest points in the tract. She wanted to get a good view of the
natural splendour of her land so she started to climb the big tree. As she
neared the top, she encountered a bob cat which attacked her. In her haste
to escape, the lady slid down the tree to the ground and got many
splinters in her crotch. In considerable pain, she hurried to the nearest
country doctor. She told him what an environmentalist and anti-hunter she
was and how she came to get all the splinters.
The doctor listened to her story with great patience and then told her to go
into the examining room and he would see if he could help her. She sat and
waited for three hours before the doctor reappeared. The angry lady
demanded, "What took you so long?"
He smiled and then told her, "Well, I had to get permits from the
Environmental Protection Agency, the Forest Service, and the Bureau of Land
Management before I could remove old-growth timber from a recreational area
and I'm sorry darlin, but they all turned me down."
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anti-hunter, purchased a piece of timberland. There was a large tree on one
of the highest points in the tract. She wanted to get a good view of the
natural splendour of her land so she started to climb the big tree. As she
neared the top, she encountered a bob cat which attacked her. In her haste
to escape, the lady slid down the tree to the ground and got many
splinters in her crotch. In considerable pain, she hurried to the nearest
country doctor. She told him what an environmentalist and anti-hunter she
was and how she came to get all the splinters.
The doctor listened to her story with great patience and then told her to go
into the examining room and he would see if he could help her. She sat and
waited for three hours before the doctor reappeared. The angry lady
demanded, "What took you so long?"
He smiled and then told her, "Well, I had to get permits from the
Environmental Protection Agency, the Forest Service, and the Bureau of Land
Management before I could remove old-growth timber from a recreational area
and I'm sorry darlin, but they all turned me down."
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