IJMC - And the Moral of the Story Is...
Oi. How did it get to be Sunday already? The weekend's over and it's a=20
whole four workdays until the next weekend. Ok, so it's not so bad. And I=
got the first of three possible search engines online today, so you can=20
now do keyword searches on the archives at http://www.ijmc.com . In=20
another day or so, it will look a little better and perhaps the second=20
search engine will go online. One of these days, I might even get the=20
archives links pages finished so you can get to them without the search=20
engines...we'll see. The summer has many weekends to go for me to work on=
it. Hmm.=09=09=09=09=09=09=09 -dave
=A0One day at the end of class little Billy's teacher has the class go
home and think of story and then infer the moral of that story.
The following day the teacher asks for the first volunteer to tell
their story, little Suzy raises her hand. "My dad owns a farm and
every Sunday we load the chicken eggs on the truck and drive into
town to sell them at the market. Well, one Sunday we hit a big bump
and all the eggs flew out of the basket and onto the road." The
teacher asks for the moral of the story ... Suzy replies, "don't
put all your eggs in one basket."
Next is little Lucy ... "Well my dad owns a farm too and every
weekend we take the chicken eggs and put them in the incubator. Last
weekend only 8 of the 12 eggs hatched" ... teacher asks for the
moral of the story ... Lucy replies "don't count your chicks before
Last is little Billy ... "My uncle Ted fought in the Vietnam war, his
plane was shot down over enemy territory" ... "he jumped out before it
crashed with only a case of beer, a machine gun and a machete. On the way
down he drank the case of beer. Unfortunately, he landed right in the
middle of 100 North Vietnamese soldiers. He shot 70 with his machine gun,
but ran out of bullets, so he pulled out his machete and killed 20 more.
The blade on his machete broke, so he killed the last ten with his bare
Teacher looks in shock at Billy and asks if there is possibly any
moral to his story ... Billy replies, "Don't fuck with uncle Ted
when he's been drinking."
After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the
inexpressible is music.