Let's see if I understand
how the world works lately...
If a man cuts his finger off
while slicing salami at work,
he blames the restaurant.
If you smoke three packs a day
for 40 years and die of lung cancer,
your family blames
the tobacco company.
If your neighbor crashes into a tree
while driving home drunk,
he blames the bartender.
If your grandchildren
are brats without manners,
you blame television.
If your friend is shot
by a deranged madman,
you blame the gun manufacturer.
And if a crazed person breaks into
the cockpit and tries to kill
the pilot at 35,000 feet,
and the passengers kill him instead,
the mother of the crazed deceased
blames the airline.
I must have lived too long
to understand the world anymore.
So, if I die while my old, wrinkled rear
is parked in front of this computer,
I want all of you
to blame Bill Gates
With Love from Madie with a wrinkled rear.
