His horse has already died of thirst.
He's crawling through the sand, certain that he has
breathed his last breath, when all of a sudden
he sees an object sticking out of the sand
several yards ahead of him.
He crawls to the object, pulls it out of the sand
and discovers what looks to be an old briefcase.
He opens it and out pops a genie. But this is
no ordinary genie.
She is wearing a FEMA (Federal Emergency Management Agency) ID badge and a dull gray
dress..
There's a calculator in her pocketbook. She has a
pencil tucked behind one ear. Well,
cowboy,says the genie....You know how I
work....You have three wishes.
I'm not falling for this. said the cowboy...I'm not
going to trust a FEMA genie.
'What do you have to lose? You've got no
transportation and it looks like you're a goner
anyway!
The cowboy thinks about this for a minute and
decides that the genie is right.
OK!, I wish I were in a lush oasis with plenty of food and drink..
***POOF***
The cowboy finds himself in the most beautiful oasis he has ever seen and he is surrounded with
jugs of wine and platters of delicacies.
OK, cowpoke, what's your second wish.
My second wish is that I was rich beyond my wildest dreams.
***POOF***
The cowboy finds himself surrounded by treasure
chests filled with rare gold coins and precious gems.
OK, cowpuncher, you have just one more wish. Better make it a good one!
After thinking for a few minutes, the cowboy says... I wish that no matter where I go, beautiful women
will want and need me.
***POOF***
He was turned into a tampon.
Moral of the story:
If the government offers to help you, there's going to be a string attached!!!
