George W. Bush walked into a curio shop in Galveston. Looking around at the exotica, he noticed a very life-like, life-size bronze statue of a rat. It had no price tag, but it was so striking that he decided he must have it. He took it to the owner of the shop and asked its price."Twelve dollars for the rat," he said. "But $100 if you bring it back."
George ponied up the $12, knowing he was not going to bring it back.
As he walked down the street carrying his new rat, he noticed that a few real rats had crawled out of sewers and alleys and joined him. This was disconcerting, so he walked faster. Within a couple of blocks the group of rats behind him had grown to the hundreds.
Dubya trotted faster towards the Harbor. He looked behind him and saw that the rats now numbered in the hundreds of thousands. And all were coming after him, squealing. Terrified, he ran to the end of the Harbor and threw the rat into the sea.
Amazingly, the rats jumped into the water after it, and all were drowned. George then walked back to the curio shop and confronted the owner, who said: "Aha! You're bringing it back!"
"Actually, no," said Dubya. "What I came back for was to see how much you wanted for that little bronze Mexican statue over there."
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A sign in Germany's Black Forest:
"It is strictly forbidden on our Black Forest camping site that people of different sex, for instance, men and women, live together in one tent unless they are married with each other for that purpose."
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My favorite word today is tact. N., I am so clever. Def.: The ability to describe others as they see themselves. --Abraham Lincoln.
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