Friday, February 05, 2021

Border Dispute

The Michaels family owned a small farm in Canada, just yards away from the North Dakota border. Their land had been the subject of a minor dispute between the United States and Canada for generations. Mrs. Michaels, who had just celebrated her ninetieth birthday, lived on the farm with her son and three grandchildren.

One day, her son came into her room holding a letter. "I just got some news, Mom," he said. "The government has come to an agreement with the people in Washington. They've decided that our land is really part of the United States. We have the right to approve or disapprove of the agreement. What do you think?"

"What do I think?" his mother said. "Jump at it! Call them right now and tell them we accept! I don't think I could stand another one of those Canadian winters!" 


Debra She Who Seeks said...

Hahahahahaha! And we're about to go into a polar vortex here this weekend. Tonight it will be -30C and early next week we'll be down to -35C, with windchill over -40C.

Miss Cellania said...

When you get that low, the difference between Fahrenheit and Centigrade is nil.

Anonymous said...

Stay warm; use Kelvin.