Bob and Earl were best friends, and had been for 50 years. They went to baseball games together, and had the best time possible.
They truly loved the game, but they always secretly wondered if there was baseball in heaven, and agreed that whoever died first had to call the other guy and, tell them if there was.
Then one night Earl died, and then a few days later Bob attended his funeral and returned home after the service.
Then the phone rang it was Earl.
Earl said,"Bob! is this you"
Bob said,"Yes, Earl how are you doing, and hey!,is there baseball in heaven?"
Earl said,"Well I've got some good news and some bad news."
Bob said, "Whats the good news?"
Earl said, "Well there is baseball in heaven, and yes, you can play with Babe Ruth, and everybody here is great"
Bob said, "Then what's the bad news?"
Earl said, "Well Bob, you're the starting pitcher, tommorow night!"
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I wonder if they have teeball in heaven. Now that's a man's game.
That sounds suspiciously like Bobby Lee and his daddy, Earl, that you're muttering on about Badgerette. You'd better hope that Bob doesn't clean his sniper rifle and go after your hairy ass.
Morb, I believe it's called teaball there.
Willow, sticks and stones will break your bones, and one of theses days, I will connect with your noggin. My stone throwing arm is mending well.
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