[halfasleep]

A lady from California, who was a tree hugger and a
vociferous anti-hunter, purchased a piece of timberland.

There was a large tree on one of the highest points in the
tract. She wanted to get a good view of the natural splendor
of her land so she started to climb the big tree. As she neared
the top, she encountered a spotted owl that attacked her. In
her haste to escape, the lady slid down the tree to the
ground and got many splinters in her crotch.

In considerable pain, she hurried to the nearest country
doctor. She told him what an environmentalist and
anti-hunter she was, and how she came to get all the
splinters. The doctor listened to her story with great
patience and then told her to go into the examining room and
he would see if he could help her.

She sat and waited for
three hours before the doctor reappeared. The angry lady
demanded, "What took you so long?" He smiled and then told
her, "Well, I had to get permits from the Environmental
Protection Agency, the Forest Service, and the Bureau of
Land Management before I could remove old-growth timber from
a recreational area and I'm sorry, but they all turned me
down."

[Velvet]

:lmao: thats brilliant half