A Bulgarian tourist visiting America was interested in all types
of American games. When he returned home, his friends asked him 
to describe the things he saw.

"One interesting game I witnessed", he said, " was one called 
'Oh shit', where one fellow calls out things like G4, I9, etc. 
After a while someone in the audience calls out 'Bingo!' and the 
croud yells 'Oh shit!!' ".

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Photographer
  The photographer for a national magazine was  assigned  to  get
photos  of  a great forest fire. Smoke at the scene was too thick
to get any good shots, so he frantically called his  home  office
to  hire a plane. "It will be waiting for you at the airport!" he
was assured by his editor. As soon as he got to the small,  rural
airport,  sure enough, a plane was warming up near the runway. He
jumped in with his equipment and yelled, "Let's  go!"  The  pilot
swung the plane into the wind and soon they were in the air. "Fly
over the north side of the fire," said the photographer, and make
three or four low level passes." "Why?" asked the pilot. "Because
I'm going to take pictures! I'm a photographer, and photographers
take  pictures!"  said  the photographer with great exasperation.
After a long pause the pilot said, "You mean you're not the
instructor?"
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"Hey, man, you look terrible," Brad remarked to his friend Pete.
"What's up?"
"Two months ago, my aunt Betty died -- and left me $20 000," 
  Pete replied.
"Sorry to hear about that.  Is that why you're bummed out?"
  Pete shook his head.  "Last month, my grandfather died -- and 
  left me $50 000."
"Two deaths in two months," Brad said.  "That's tough."
"But this month," Pete sighed, "nothing."
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   The old man had died.  A wonderful funeral was in progress and 
the country preacher talked at length of the good traits of the 
deceased -- what an honest man he was, and what a loving husband 
and kind father he was.

   Finally, the widow leaned over and whispered to one of her 
children, "Go up there and take a look in the coffin and see if that's
your pa."

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