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 A Trip To Rome

A woman was at her hairdresser's getting her hair styled for a trip to Rome with her husband. She mentioned the trip to the hairdresser, who responded:  "Rome? Why would anyone want to go there? It's crowded and dirty. You're crazy to go to Rome. So, how are you getting there?"  “We're taking BA," was the reply. "We got a great rate!"  "BA?" exclaimed the hairdresser.   "That's a terrible airline. Their planes are old, their flight attendants are ugly, and they're always late. So, where are you staying in Rome?"  We'll be at this exclusive little place over on Rome's Tiber River called Teste."  “Don't go any further. I know that place. Everybody thinks its gonna be something special and exclusive, but it's really a dump."

"We're going to go to see the Vatican and maybe get to see the Pope."  "That's rich," laughed the hairdresser. You and a million other people trying to see him.   He'll look the size of an ant.

Boy, good luck on this lousy trip of yours. You're going to need it..."

A month later, the woman again came in for a hairdo. The hairdresser asked her about her trip to Rome.

"It was wonderful," explained the woman, "not only were we on time in one of BA's brand new planes, but it was overbooked, and they bumped us up to first class. The food and wine were wonderful, and I had a handsome 28-year-old steward who waited on me hand and foot.

And the hotel was great! They'd just finished a £5 million remodelling job, and now it's a jewel, the finest hotel in the city. They too, were overbooked, so they apologized and gave us their owner's suite at no extra charge!"

"Well," muttered the hairdresser, "that's all well and good, but I bet you didn't get to see the Pope."

"Actually, we were quite lucky, because as we toured the Vatican, a Swiss Guard tapped me on the shoulder, and explained that the Pope likes to meet some of the visitors, and if I'd be so kind as to step into his private room and wait, the Pope would personally greet me.

Sure enough, five minutes later, the Pope walked through the door and shook my hand! I knelt down and he spoke a few words to me"

"Oh, really! What'd he say?"

He said.............

"Who the heck did your hair?"

Comments

  1. Oh you are so cute and this is just fabulous. I love it. Great chuckle for the day. Hugs, Marty

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  2. LOL! Too funny! Thanks for the giggle today my friend. Much needed.
    HUGS
    Kim

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  3. Oh that is took cute! I really did LOL and woke up my Son :)

    Have a blessed weekend my sweet friend!
    Love you

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  4. Thanks for the laugh this morning!

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  5. Something tells me you always have your ear attuned to that which tickles the funnybone. I love your sense of humor, Mary. No doubt it's why you have such a buoyant heart & infectious perspective.

    Blessings ...

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  6. Hahahah! I love your Friday Funnies!

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  7. I love that. I needed a chuckle today.

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  8. This is hilarious, Mary.

    Blessing begets blessing... and well, the opposite is true!

    Thanks for spreading some cheer on blogland today, dear friend!

    Love
    Lidia

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  9. That is very funny Mary! I love your sense of humor.

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  10. Hi Mary -

    Good one, yes indeed!

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