Too serious to be funny?

In the year 2007 the Lord came to Noah and said, "The earth has become wicked again. I must end things again. Build me an ark and save two of every living things, along with a few good humans." He gave Noah CAD drawings, and told him he had six months before 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, I'm about to start the rain, where's the ark?" he demanded.

"Forgive me, Lord, but things have changed. I needed Building Regulations Approval, and I've been arguing with the Fire Brigade about the need for a sprinkler system. My neighbours claimed I should have obtained planning permission before starting, even though I explained that it's a temporary structure. We had to get Ministerial approval.

Getting the wood was another problem. All the decent trees have Tree Preservation orders on them, and we live in a Site of Special Scientific Interest set up to protect the spotted owl. I tried to explain that I needed the wood to save the owls, but no go!

I started gathering the animals, and the RSPCA sued me. The County Council, the Environment Agency and the Rivers Authority ruled that I couldn't start building until they had conducted an environmental impact study on your proposed flood. I am still trying to resolve a complaint from the Equality and Human Rights Commission on how many BMEs I'm supposed to hire for my building team. The trades unions say I can't use my sons, but must hire CSCS accredited workers with ark-building experience. Now Customs and Excise have seized all my assets. claiming I'm trying to leave the country illegally with endangered species.

I'm sorry, Lord, I can't build it in less than 10 years."

Suddenly the skies cleared, the threatening clouds rolled away, the sun shone and a rainbow stretched across the sky. In wonder Noah looked up. "Lord, you mean that you're not going to destroy the world?"

"No," said the Lord, "It seems that the government beat me to it.!"