Heard this one?

Those of you who know me well probably realize that I have a rather twisted sense of humor. Having just checked the latest news online, I learned that police have now identified the man who jumped off the Empire State Building a few weeks ago. So what comes to my mind? How troubled the young man must have been? Well, yes, but only briefly. Or how shocked the onlookers must have been? Okay, yes, but, once again, only briefly (besides, they'd have a heck of a story to tell when they got back to Omaha).

No, what I settle on is a joke I enjoyed not too long ago. I wish I could claim credit, but, alas, it's not my creation. In fact, I don't know who wrote it, but I will share it here, so that you all may (hopefully) get a chuckle:

Two men are drinking in a bar at the top of the Empire State Building. One turns to the other and says, "You know, last week I discovered that if you jump from the top of this building by the time you fall to the 10th floor, the winds around the building are so intense that they carry you around the building and back into the window."

The bartender just shakes his head in disapproval while wiping the bar.

The second Man says: "What are you a nut? There is no way that could happen."

First Man: "No, it's true. Let me prove it to you." So he gets up from the bar, jumps over the balcony, and careens toward the street below. When he passes the 10th floor, the high wind whips him around the building and back into the 10th floor window, and he takes the elevator back up to the bar.

The second Man says, "You know, I saw that with my own eyes, but that must have been a one time fluke."

First Man: "No, I'll prove it again," and again he jumps and hurtles toward the street where the 10th floor wind gently carries him around the building and into the window. Once upstairs, he urges his fellow drinker to try it.

The second man says, "Well, what the hell, it works. I'll try it." So he jumps over the balcony, plunges downward, passes the 11th, 10th, 9th, 8th floors and hits the sidewalk with a splat.

Back upstairs, the Bartender turns to the other drinker: "You know, Superman, you're a real jerk when you're drunk."