In the year 2017, the Lord came unto Noah,

who was now living in America and said:

“Once again, the earth has become wicked and over

-populated, and I see the end of all flesh before me.”

“Build another ark and save 2 of every living thing

along with a few good humans.”

He gave Noah the blueprints, saying:

“You have 6 months to build the ark before I will

start the unending rain for 40 days and 40 nights.”

Six months later, the Lord looked down and saw Noah

weeping in his yard – but no ark.

“Noah!,” He roared, “I’m about to start the rain!

Where is the ark?”

“Forgive me, Lord,” begged Noah, “but things have changed.”

“I needed a building permit.”

“I’ve been arguing with the boat inspector

about the need for a sprinkler system.”

“My neighbors claim that I’ve violated the

neighborhood by-laws by building the ark in my

back yard and exceeding the height limitations. We had to

go to the local Planning Committee for a decision.”

“Then the local Council and the electric company demanded

a shed load of money for the future costs of moving power

lines and other overhead obstructions, to clear the

passage for the ark’s move to the sea. I told them

that the sea would be coming to us, but they would

hear none of it.”

“Getting the wood was another problem. There’s a ban

on cutting local trees in order to save the Greater Spotted Barn Owl.”

“I tried to convince the environmentalists that I

needed the wood to save the owls – but no go!”

“When I started gathering the animals the ASPCA took me to court.

They insisted that I was confining wild animals against their will. They

argued the accommodations were too restrictive and

it was cruel and inhumane to put so many animals in

a confined space.”

“Then the Environmental Protection Agency

ruled that I couldn’t build the ark until they’d conducted an

environmental impact study on your proposed flood.”

“I’m still trying to resolve a complaint with the

Human Rights Commission on how many minorities I’m

supposed to hire for my building crew.”

“The Immigration Dept. is checking the

visa status of most of the people who want to work.”

“The trade unions say I can’t use my sons. They

insist I have to hire only Union workers with

ark-building experience.”

“To make matters worse, the IRS seized all my assets, claiming I’m

trying to leave the country illegally with endangered species.”

“So, forgive me, Lord, but it would take at least 10

years for me to finish this ark.”

“Suddenly the skies cleared, the sun began to shine,

and a rainbow stretched across the sky.”

Noah looked up in wonder and asked,

“You mean you’re not going to destroy the world?” ;

“No,” said the Lord.

“The Government beat me to it.”