George W. Bush is hanging out with the Queen of England.

He asks her: "Your Majesty, how do you run such an efficient government?
Are there any tips you can give to me?"

The Queen says: "Well, the most important thing is to surround yourself
with intelligent people."

Bush frowns and replies: "Well, how do I know the people around me are
really intelligent?"

The Queen takes a little sip of tea and says: "Oh, that's easy. You just ask
them to answer an intelligence riddle."

The Queen pushes the button on her intercom and says: "Please send Tony
Blair in here, would you?"

Tony Blair walks into the room and says: "Yes, my Queen?"

The Queen smiles at Tony and says: "Tony, answer me this, please. Your
mother and father have a child. It's not your brother and it's not your
sister. Who is it?"

Without pausing for a moment, Tony Blair says: "Well, that would be me."!

The Queen smiles and says: "Yes! Very good. Thank you!"

Back at the White House, Bush is a bit puzzled. He asks to speak with Vice
President Dick Cheney. "Hey Dick, answer this for me, would you? Your
mother and your father have a child. It's not your brother and it's not your
sister. Who is it?"

Dick Cheney frowns and says: "Geez, I'm not sure. Lemme get back to you on
that one."

Dick Cheney goes to all his advisors and asks everyone he can but no one
can give him an answer. Finally, he ends up in the men's room and
recognizes Colin Powell's shoes in the next stall.

Dick shouts over to him: "Hey Colin! Can you answer this for me? Your
mother and father have a child and it's not your brother or your sister.
Who is it?"

Colin Powell flushes and yells back: "Hey, that's easy. It's me!"

Dick Cheney smiles and yells: "Thanks!"

Cheney goes back to the Oval Office and tells Bush: "Hey, I finally figured
out the answer to that riddle! It's Colin Powell!"

Bush gets up and angrily stomps over to Dick Cheney and yells right into
Dick's face: "No you idiot! It's Tony Blair!"

Hasne bela bhayo ? Khiti...ti...ti....ti......

Very good one!

Arab Gardner

An old Arab lived close to New York City for more than 40 years. He would have loved to plant potatoes in his garden, but he is alone, old and weak. His son is in college in Paris, so the old man sends him an e-mail. He explains the problem:

"Beloved son, I am very sad, because I can't plant potatoes in my garden. I am sure, if only you were here, you would help and dig up the garden for me.
I love you,
Your Father"

The following day, the old man receives a response e-mail from his son:

"Beloved Father,
Please don't touch the garden. It's there that I have hidden 'the THING'.
I love you, too,
Ahmed"

At 4pm the US Army, The Marines, the FBI, the CIA and the Rangers visit the house of the old man, take the whole garden apart, search every inch, but can't find anything. Disappointed they leave the house.

A day later, the old man receives another e-mail from his son.

"Beloved Father,
I hope the garden is dug up by now and you can plant your potatoes.
That's all I could do for you from here.
I love you,
Ahmed."