there was this football coach who needed players badly. one day, while in his office, a big guy entered, blocking the doorway.
"uhh coach, i want to join the team"
the coach was delighted, then asked him to sit down.
"so, how tall are you?'
the guy stood up, then measured his height using his hands. after a while, he answered "i'm six feet, four inches tall'
"uhmm, ok then. how old are you?"
the guy then counted on his fingers several times, and said'i'm 18 years old"
the coach gave him a strange look then finally asked "sorry, i haven't asked. what's your name?"
the guy mouthed a few words while nodding his head a couple of times.
"charlie!" the guy said.
the coach looked at him oddly.
"uhmm charlie, i understand your measuring your height with your hands and counting your fingers when i asked your age, but why did it take a while when i asked your name??"
"oh that's easy coach: happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear charlie..."
2007-08-13
04:14:57
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