Unicorn (Unicorn@Indenial.com)
Mon, 18 Oct 1999 10:04:34 -0400
"Your Tattoo"
The doctor noted with astonishment a tattoo
of a bluebird on the shoulder of his high
society 70 year old patient, who was in his
office for her annual check up. She told him
that she had wanted one her whole life, so
she and her 16 year old grandson decided
that they would birthday tattoos together.
The doctor inquired why she had not got
one sooner.
"Until now," she replied, "I was afraid of
what my mother would say."
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"What's Happening?"
The Master of the house is comfortably
installed in an armchair in the library,
reading a newspaper.
Suddenly, John, his butler rips the door
open and shouts: "Sir, the Thames is
flooding the streets!"
The Master looks up calmly from the
newspaper and says: "John, please. I
have already told you. If you do have
something important to tell me, first
knock on the door, then enter and inform
me, in a quiet and civilized manner,
about the issue. Now please, do so."
John apologizes and closes the door
behind him. Three seconds after, the
Master hears a knock on the door.
"Yes?"
John partially enters the room, and with
a wide gesture makes an invitation as
for somebody on the outside to enter:
"Sir, the Thames."
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