A Newfie was riding his Harley along the Trans Canada highway…
… just outside of Port aux Basque when suddenly the sky clouded above his head and, in a booming voice, the Lord said,
‘Because you have tried to be faithful to me in all ways, I will grant you one wish.’
The Newfie pulled over and replied, ‘Build a bridge to North Sydney so I can ride over anytime I want.’
The Lord said, ‘Your request is materialistic. Think of the enormous challenges for that kind of undertaking: the supports required reaching the bottom of the ocean and the concrete and steel it would take! It will nearly exhaust several natural resources. I can do it, but it is hard for me to justify your desire for worldly things. Take a little more time and think of something that could possibly help mankind.’
The Newfie thought about it for a long time.
Finally, he said, ‘Lord, I wish that I and all men could understand women. I want to know how she feels inside, what she’s thinking when she gives me the silent treatment, why she cries, what she means when she says nothing’s wrong, and how I can make a woman truly happy.’
The Lord replied, ‘You want two lanes, or four on that bridge?’
