Here is a joke that I heard a while back. I have another one just like it but I'll save that for another time. I don't remember who told me this joke the first time, or the person that made it up, but I enjoy telling it to people, simply because it takes ten minutes to tell and the expressions on people's faces are priceless - not to mention the evil aura that emanates from them for having wasted ten precious minutes of their life. Oh, and if I made a mistake somewhere, please forgive me - and let me know.
But enough introduction. Enjoy ^L^
Once upon a time, there was a pink lady. Everything about her was pink. Her clothes were pink. Her hair was pink. She drove a pink car, lived in a pink house with pink walls and pink doors and had a pink dog that wore a pink collar. She was altogether pink.
One stormy evening, as pink rain poured down outside the pink lady's pink house, she went into her pink room, put on her pink pyjamas, turned back her pink bedspread, hopped into her pink bed and switched off her pink light. But just as the pink lady began to dream pink dreams she heard a knock on her pink front door.
Switching on the pink light, the pink lady got out of her pink bed, put on her pink slippers and pink dressing gown and walked out of her pink room. She went along her pink hall, down her pink stairs, through her pink lounge with the pink sofa, pink television set and pink bookshelf, full of pink books.
Upon opening the pink front door, who did she see on her pink doorstep, but a green man. "Hello Green Man," said the pink lady. "Hello Pink Lady," replied the green man. "Would you like to come in out of the pink rain?" asked the Pink Lady. "Why yes," the green man responded, "I'd appreciate that very much."
So the pink lady let the green man inside her pink house. She led him through her pink lounge with the pink sofa, pink television set and pink bookshelf, full of pink books, up her pink stairs, along her pink hall and stopped at a pink door. Motioning the green man inside, she made sure that he was comfortable and then returned to her pink bedroom, where she took off her pink dressing gown and her pink slippers, hopped into her pink bed and switched off her pink light.
But just as the pink lady once again began to dream pink dreams she heard another knock on her pink front door. Switching on the pink light, the pink lady got out of her pink bed, put on her pink slippers and pink dressing gown and walked out of her pink room. She went along her pink hall, down her pink stairs, through her pink lounge with the pink sofa, pink television set and pink bookshelf, full of pink books.
Upon opening the pink front door, who did she see on her pink doorstep, but a blue man. "Hello Blue Man," said the pink lady. "Hello Pink Lady," replied the blue man. "Would you like to come in out of the pink rain?" asked the Pink Lady. "Why yes," the blue man responded, "I'd appreciate that very much."
So the pink lady let the blue man inside her pink house. She led him through her pink lounge with the pink sofa, pink television set and pink bookshelf, full of pink books, up her pink stairs, along her pink hall and stopped at another pink door. Motioning the blue man inside, she made sure that he was comfortable and then returned to her pink bedroom, where she took off her pink dressing gown and her pink slippers, hopped into her pink bed and switched off her pink light.
But just as the pink lady began to dream pink dreams again she heard a third knock on her pink front door. Switching on the pink light, the pink lady got out of her pink bed, put on her pink slippers and pink dressing gown and walked out of her pink room. She went along her pink hall, down her pink stairs, through her pink lounge with the pink sofa, pink television set and pink bookshelf, full of pink books.
Upon opening the pink front door, who did she see on her pink doorstep, but a yellow man. "Hello Yellow Man," said the pink lady. "Hello Pink Lady," replied the yellow man. "Would you like to come in out of the pink rain?" asked the Pink Lady. "Why yes," the yellow man responded, "I'd appreciate that very much."
So the pink lady let the yellow man inside her pink house. She led him through her pink lounge with the pink sofa, pink television set and pink bookshelf, full of pink books, up her pink stairs, along her pink hall and stopped at a third pink door. Motioning the yellow man inside, she made sure that he was comfortable and then returned to her pink bedroom, where she took off her pink dressing gown and her pink slippers, hopped into her pink bed and switched off her pink light.
The pink lady did indeed dream pink dreams that night, as the pink rain outside lulled her with its soothing downpour.
In the morning, the pink lady got out of her pink bed, opened her pink curtains and smiled at the pink sunshine as it filtered in through her pink window. She put on her pink clothes, walked along her pink hall, down her pink stairs, through her pink lounge with the pink sofa, pink television set and pink bookshelf, full of pink books, and into her pink kitchen.
There, sitting at the pink table was the green man. "Good morning, Green Man," said the pink lady, cheerfully. "Good morning, Pink Lady," said the green man. "Would you like some breakfast?" asked the pink lady. "Why yes," responded the green man, "I would love some breakfast." "And what would you like for breakfast?" the pink lady asked. "Cornflakes. If you have them," the green man added.
The pink lady opened her pink cupboard, pulled out a pink bowl and a box of pink cornflakes, and poured the pink cornflakes into the pink bowl. She opened her pink fridge, retrieved a bottle of pink milk and poured the pink milk onto the pink cornflakes. Handing the green man a spoon, she also gave him a bowl of pink sugar, just in case.
When the green man had finished his pink cornflakes, he thanked the pink lady and walked through the pink lounge with the pink sofa, pink television set and pink bookshelf, full of pink books, and out through the pink front door, into the pink sunshine.
Just then, the blue man came down the pink stairs, through the pink lounge with the pink sofa, pink television set and pink bookshelf, full of pink books, and into the pink kitchen. "Good morning, Blue Man," said the pink lady, cheerfully. "Good morning, Pink Lady," said the blue man. "Would you like some breakfast?" asked the pink lady. "Why yes," responded the blue man, "I would love some breakfast." "And what would you like for breakfast?" the pink lady asked. "Cornflakes. If you have them," the blue man added.
The pink lady opened her pink cupboard, pulled out another pink bowl, picked up the box of pink cornflakes, and poured the pink cornflakes into the pink bowl. She picked up the bottle of pink milk and poured the pink milk onto the pink cornflakes. Handing the blue man a spoon, she also gave him the bowl of pink sugar, just in case.
When the blue man had finished his pink cornflakes, he thanked the pink lady and walked through the pink lounge with the pink sofa, pink television set and pink bookshelf, full of pink books, and out through the pink front door, into the pink sunshine.
Next, the yellow man came down the pink stairs, through the pink lounge with the pink sofa, pink television set and pink bookshelf, full of pink books, and into the pink kitchen. "Good morning, Yellow Man," said the pink lady, cheerfully. "Good morning, Pink Lady," said the yellow man. "Would you like some breakfast?" asked the pink lady. "Why yes," responded the yellow man, "I would love some breakfast." "And what would you like for breakfast?" the pink lady asked. "Rice bubbles. If you have them," the yellow man added.
The pink lady opened her pink cupboard, pulled out a third pink bowl and a box of pink rice bubbles, and poured the pink rice bubbles into the pink bowl. She picked up the bottle of pink milk and poured the pink milk onto the pink rice bubbles. Handing the yellow man a spoon, she also gave him the bowl of pink sugar, just in case.
When the yellow man had finished his pink rice bubbles, he thanked the pink lady and walked through the pink lounge with the pink sofa, pink television set and pink bookshelf, full of pink books, and out through the pink front door, into the pink sunshine.
What is the moral of the story?
More people have cornflakes for breakfast than rice bubbles.
-Timotheos
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