Traveling through New England, a motorist stopped for gas in a tiny village. “What type of town is this?” he asked the station attendant.
“All depends,” the native drawled. “Do you mean by them that has to live in this dad-blamed, moth-eaten, dust-covered dump, or by them that’s merely enjoying its quaint and picturesque rustic charms for a short spell?”
(from Pastor Tim’s Sermon Illustrations and Inspirations List)
Four men rode in a car: a mechanical engineer, an electrical engineer, a chemical engineer and a computer engineer.
The car stalled out.
The mechanical engineer said, “It must be the pistons; let’s repair them and be on our way.”
The electrical engineer said, “It has to be the spark plugs; we’ll replace them and be ready to roll in no time at all.”
The chemical engineer said. “No, it’s got to be bad gas; we’ll flush the system and be on our way.”
They turned to the computer engineer. “What do you think we should do?” they asked.
The computer engineer shrugged and said, “Let’s get out of the car, close the doors, then get back in and try restarting it.”