L ast week in my column, “The Yellows and the Greens …” I promised that I’ll have a “funny” story, too, about Michelle Obama, for that “slutty flight attendant look” of Sarah Palin that David Letterman, the Cretin, cracked on his late-night show and that the Right had fun laughing about. I always try my very best to keep a promise.  So, here it is.  Enjoy:

A little girl wrote to Sarah Palin and asked, “How did the human race start?”  Sarah Palin answered: “God made Adam and Eve.  They had children.  And so was all mankind made.”

Two days later, the girl wrote to Michelle Obama and asked the same question.  Michelle Obama answered: “Many years ago, there were monkeys from which the human race evolved.”

The confused girl went to her father and said, “Dad, how is it possible that Sarah Palin told me that the 'human race was created by God,' and Michelle Obama said that 'they were evolved from the monkeys'.”

Her father answered, “Well, honey, it is really very simple.  Sarah Palin told you about her ancestors and Michelle Obama told you about hers . . .”

Ha, ha, ha, ha … I love it!   You know what?  If I had a little girl as precocious as this girl and she asked me that same question, I’d said the same EXACT thing, too.  I kid you not. 

Now … am I a racist for saying that?  I believe in calling a spade a spade.  If that’s being a racist, so be it.  I am a racist.  I am no HYPOCRITE though.   (That dyok, by the way, was sent to me by “tdb,” a cyberspace friend from Richmond, Virginia).

Author's Note: The jokes, as edited and reproduced in this article, have been circulating on the Internet. The authors are unknown.

THE HARLEY–DAVIDSON FACTS: Here’s another one from this friend of mine.  This is a debate that Arthur Davidson, the inventor of the Harley-Davidson motorcycle, had with God, when he died and went to heaven.

At the gates, St. Peter told Arthur, “Since you’ve been such a good man and your motorcycles have changed the world, your reward is you can hang out with anyone you want in heaven.”

Arthur thought about it for a minute and then said, “I want to hang out with God.  So St. Peter took Arthur to the Throne Room and introduced him to God.  God recognized Arthur at once and said, “Oh, so you were the one who invented the Harley-Davidson motorcycle?”

Arthur said, “Yeah, that’s me …”

God commented, “Well, what’s the big deal in inventing something that’s pretty unstable, makes noise and pollution and can’t run without a road?”

Arthur was a bit embarrassed, but finally spoke, “Excuse me, but aren’t you the Inventor of woman?”

God said, “Ah, yes.”

“Well,” said Arthur, “Professional to professional, you have some major flaws in your invention.  (Readers, since it’s not possible for me to illustrate the flaws, please use na lang your imagination).

“One: there’s too much inconsistency in the front-end suspension!

“Two: It chatters constantly at high speeds!

“Three: Most rear ends are too soft and wobble about too much!

“Four: The intake is placed way too closed to the exhaust!