Unicorn (Unicorn@Indenial.com)
Mon, 29 Mar 1999 13:27:48 -0500
Q. What's the definition of a gentleman?
A. One who knows how to play the drums but doesn't.
LadyHawke
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"Listening to Drums"
A man decides to take a short vacation from his job
and travel somewhere exotic. So, he books a trip to
a small, essentially untouched Pacific island where
the native culture is still intact. He has great expectations
(no, not the novel by Dickens) for his trip, as he really
needs the time off.
So, he sets sail on his chartered ship to the island
paradise. As the boat is approaching the island, he
notices the sound of drums. "How quaint," he thinks,
"the natives are engaging in an ancient ritual with drums.
He arrives at the island and gets something to eat. All
this time, the drums are going.
After a few hours, our vacationer begins to wonder
when the drums are going to stop. So, he asks a native
why the drums are going on so long. The native runs
away screaming with a terrified look on his face.
Thinking he has probably disturbed the sanctity of the
native ritual by asking an intrusive question, the man
decides to just forget about the drums and enjoy his
vacation.
After another two days of continuous drums, it's really
beginning to bother him. So, he asks another native,
"When are the drums going to stop?" The native just
looks at him with utter horror. So, he asks again, "Why
are the drums going on so long?" This native, like the
first one, runs away screaming. The guy relents.
So, after another two days, the man has had it with
drums. He grabs the first native he sees by the neck &
demands that he make the drums stop. The native
replies indignantly, "I would rather die than be the one
who stops the drums." The man asks him why. Slowly,
and with visible pain, the native answers, "Because
when the drums are over, the banjo solo starts!"
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"Vacation Week"
This married business executive had to make
a trip to Palm Beach alone for his corporation.
After a few days he was enjoying himself so
much that he decided to stay another week as
part of his vacation.
Wanting to share this newly discovered paradise,
he wired his bachelor friend:
"Take next plane for fun week on me. Bring my
wife and your mistress."
His friend was quick to wire back... "Your wife
and I arriving tomorrow 11.30 a.m. How long
have you known about us?"
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