A little boy comes home from
first grade and tells his father
that he learned about the history
of Valentine’s Day. “As
Valentine’s Day is for a Christian
saint and we’re Jewish,” he asks,
“Will God get angry at me for
giving someone a valentine?”
The father thinks for a moment
and then says, “No, I don’t think
God would get mad. Who do you
want to give a valentine to?”
“Osama Bin Laden,” the boy
says.
“Why Osama ,” his father asks in
disbelief.
“Well,” David says, “I thought that
if a little American Jewish boy
could have enough love to give
Osama a valentine, he might start
to think that maybe we’re not all
bad, and maybe start loving
people a little bit. And if other
kids saw what I did and sent
valentines to Osama, he’d jump
with joy. And then he’d go all
over and tell everyone how much
he loved them and how he didn’t
hate anyone anymore.”
Father’s heart swells and he
looks at his son with new found
pride and joy.
“David, that’s the most
wonderful thing I’ve ever heard.”
“I know,” David says, “And once
that gets him out in the open,
the Marines shoot him.”

*Chuckles briefly* at the last sentence 'and the marines shoot him'

Nice.

thanks buddies