Humor-The Lie Clock

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Jarhead
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Humor-The Lie Clock

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The Lie Clock

A man died and went to heaven. As he stood in front of St. Peter at the Pearly Gates, he saw a huge wall of clocks behind him. He asked, "What are all those clocks?"

St. Peter answered, "Those are Lie-Clocks. Everyone on Earth has a Lie-Clock. Every time you lie the hands on your clock will move."

"Oh," said the man, "Whose clock is that?"

"That's Mother Teresa's. The hands have never moved, indicating that she never told a lie."

"Incredible," said the man. "And whose clock is that one?"

St. Peter responded, "That's Abraham Lincoln's clock. The hands have moved twice, telling us that Abe told only two lies in his entire life."

"Where's Hillary Clinton's clock?" asked the man.

"Hillary's clock is in Jesus' office. He's using it as a ceiling fan ."
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Saw it coming and still laughed my rear off!!! :D
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Ysabel Kid wrote:Saw it coming and still laughed my rear off!!! :D
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Post by Iron_Marshal »

Oh gosh...maybe it is the hour, but that had me laughing out loud! Thanks for the laugh!
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