The Mailbox
 

The Mailbox

One afternoon, a man was sitting out on his porch enjoying
the nice weather. Every few minutes, he would see his
neighbor come out and check her mailbox. He began to look at
his watch, and saw it was in regular three-minute intervals.

After about fifteen or twenty minutes of this nonsense, the
man called out, "Excuse me, miss, but why do you keep coming
out and checking your mail?"

The neighbor sarcastically answered, "Well, this voice in my
computer keeps telling me that I have mail!" :rolleyes: :39:

God answers knee-mail too. :1: