IJMC - The Neighbors
This one is well, painful. But...could be a good way to deal with that
unruly neighbor you've always wanted to get back at for borrowing your
best wrench and then leaving it out in the rain for two days and not even
be willing to clean the rust of and well, you know. -dave
Dave,
Keep up the great work! I've enjoyed your email every morning
for some time now. The best thing to start a long work day is
certainly a good laugh. Take it easy, and enjoy the following
story a friend of mine forwarded to me.
--> Joe
P.S. Mac has been traveling the world with I mail, I love it!
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If life is a game, when is half time?
Subject: The neighbors
There was once an Indian and a Pakistani who lived next door to
each other. The Indian owned a hen and each morning would look
in his garden and pick up one of his hen's eggs for breakfast.
One day he looked into his garden and saw that the hen had laid an
egg in the Pakistani's garden. He was about to go next door when
he saw the Pakistani pick up the egg. The Indian ran up to the
Pakistani and told him that the egg belonged to him because he owned
the hen. The Pakistani disagreed because the egg was laid on his
property.
They argued for a while until finally the Indian said, "In my family
we normally solve disputes by the following actions: I kick you in the
balls and time how long it takes you to get back up, then you kick me
in the balls and time how long it takes for me to get up, whoever
gets up quicker wins the egg."
The Pakistani agreed to this and so the Indian found his heaviest
pair of boots and put them on, he took a few steps back, then ran
toward the Pakistani and kicked as hard as he could in the balls.
The Pakistani fell to the floor clutching his nuts howling in agony
for 30 minutes.
Eventually the Pakistani stood up and said, "Now it's my turn to
kick you."
The Indian said, "Keep the damn egg!"
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