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Friday Funnies ~ Italian Technology




Today for Friday Funnies, I'm featuring "Italian Technology" sent to me by my Italian brother-in-law, Edwardo. Be sure to visit Kim, too, at Homesteader's Heart. Have a great Friday!

ITALIAN TECHNOLOGY



After having dug to a depth of 10 feet last year, British scientists found traces of copper wire dating back 200 years. They came to the conclusion that their ancestors already had a telephone network more than 150 years ago.

Not to be outdone by the Brits, in the weeks that followed an American archaeologist dug to a depth of 20 feet. A story was subsequently published in the New York Times: "American archaeologists, finding traces of copper wire 250 years old, have concluded that their ancestors already had an advanced high-tech communications network - 50 years earlier than the British."
One week later, the La Stampa, an Italian Newspaper in Turin, Italy, reported:
"After digging as deep as 30 feet in his backyard in Giuseppe Gioconni, a self-taught archaeologist, reported that he found absolutely nothing. Gioconni has concluded that 250 years ago, Italy had already gone wireless." Makes you truly proud to be Italian!

Comments

  1. Very cute! :)

    Have a great weekend!

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  2. ROFL!!! I LOVE it! Now, wonder what the Irish are gonna come up with. 8-}

    Love ya loads, sweet thang!
    Have a JESUS-filled day! ^i^

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  3. Oh! That is hilarious my friend. As usual you make me laugh!
    Have a fabulous weekend.
    Kim

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  4. OK, that was really funny!

    Did you notice the Blogger *outage* of the last couple of days??

    Maybe good old Italian technology could have figured it all out!!

    :) Enjoy the weekend!

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  5. Don't we all need life's lighter side? Thank you for your sense of humor, and for sharing chuckles & grins :)

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  6. Haha! That was hilarious, and very different from all those other simpleton jokes floating around.

    Have a blessed week, and hey, thanks for your vote!

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  7. That's a good one. I needed a chuckle today.

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  8. This is hilarious, Mary!

    What conclusions we can derive from just digging 30 feet under the ground.

    Blessings on your day...

    Love
    Lidj

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