A man dies and arrives at Heaven. As he's standing at
the Pearly Gates he notices a wall of clocks behind St.
Peter.
He asked, ''What are all those clocks for?''
St. Peter replied' "Those are lie clocks, every time
someone tells a lie the hands on the clock move.''
"Oh!" says the man. "Whose clock is that?" he says
pointing.
"That's Mother Theresa's, it's hands never moved,"
St. Peter.
"Wow!" says the man. "And whose clock is That."
"That's Abramham Lincoln's clock, It's hands have
only moved twice," says St. Peter.
"Where's Mehole Martin's clock?" asks the man.
St. Peter replies, "We're using it as a ceiling fan."
I have too much wisdom to keep to myself,
so I share my wisdom with everyone.
Not my fault nobody listens to me.