Bob came up to his friend Carl.
"Have I got a story for you. I was out flying my airplane, and it caught on fire!"
Carl replied, "Oh no! That's bad!"
"No, it's good," the pilot Bob said, "because I got out of the plane before it crashed."
"Oh. Good," answered Carl.
"No, it's bad, because I didn't have my parachute," said Bob.
"Oh my. That's bad!" said Carl.
Bob answered, "No, it's good, because Farmer Jones had just left a haystack right under where I'd jumped out of my plane."
"Wow!" Carl shouted. "That's great!"
"No, it's terrible," said Bob, "because Farmer Jones left his pitchfork sticking straight up out of the middle of the haystack."
"Noooooooo! That's bad!" said Carl.
"No, it's good, because I missed the pitchfork," said Bob.
"Phew. That's good."
"No, it's bad, because I missed the haystack too."
I'm stuck in the Minneapolis airport for five hours. That's bad.
I'm in the Northwest WorldPerks Worldclub, with free wireless and free drinks. And I just found the bottle of Jim Beam.
That's good.
