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1. All you gotta do is whistle, and you know how to whistle, don't ya, baby?
2. That drives me crazy!
Sounds like a short ride to me.
3. I think the butler is dead. My name is Yetta. I don't work Thursdays.
4. Possibly some deranged dry cleaner.
5. His mother was a Roman Catholic, his father was an Orthodox Jew. They were separated two hours after the marriage.
6. No pulse, no heartbeat. If condition does not change, this man is dead.

2007-01-16 12:31:36 · 2 answers · asked by I am Sunshine 6 in Entertainment & Music Other - Entertainment

2 answers

hmm, i can try. here goes nothing

Once there was a boy named Bob. His mother was a Roman Catholic, his father was an Orthodox Jew. They were separated two hours after the marriage. He was told this story time after time by both of his parents and his grandparents and aunts and uncles and so on. And he would always interupt with "That drives me crazy! Sounds like a short ride to me." He didn't understand why his parents didn't give each other more of a chance. "Two hours!?" He would always say, "two hours was as long as they could last together? They didnt even try to get along." As a child, he never understood why his parents couldnt be together. So he grew up mostly in his father's large mansion, with maids and servants and cooks and any other type of help you could possibly imagine. He got basically whatever he wanted from his father just to keep him amused and out of his father's way. As he got older, he went off to collage to become a lawyer. His father was left in his large mansion with his maids and servants and butlers and cooks to do pretty much whatever he wanted whenever he wanted. On thursdays, his son would come home to visit because he had no classes. They would sit, by the fire usually, and talk sometimes or read sometimes or just stare aimlessly into the fire, or into each others eyes. What they would think about on these thursdays, no one knew but themselves. John, staring into his father eyes, probably tried to figure out the truth as to why his parents split up or tried to discover some deep secret buried within his fathers soul. Benjamin, John's father, sat gazing into the fire or over at his son, most likely reflecting upon his life. One Saturday, on an afternoon in March, John unexpectedly arrived at his father's mansion to find quite a scene taking place outside the house. All the help, maids, cooks, everyone, was all outside, and as John aproched, they began to talk amongst themselves. "Whos that?" an unfamiliar yong lady wispered to a man. "Possibly some deranged dry cleaner. " The man replied. "Dry cleaner?" John thought to himself. Then he remembered the bags of clothes he had slung over his sholder. He was off school for a week and had decided to stay with his father. He had brought some of his clothes with him and forgot upon noticing the scene taking place. As he got closer to the crowd, he noticed that their were two bodies lying on the ground. One he recognised and the butler. And the other, as he neared closer, began to take the shape of his father. "Oh my god!" he cired "what happened?, are the okay?" The unfamiliar lady came towards him. "HI, im John." He said "Thats my father. And thats his butler. What happened? And why don't i know you? Ive never seen you when i visit on thursdays." The woman replied "We don't know what happened. We just found them like this. I think the butler is dead. My name is Yetta. I don't work Thursdays."
"Umm, hi Yetta." John replied. So, hes really dead? And what about my dad?" Yetta paused. She bent down, felt the butler's wrist, then benjamin's, the she stood and turned to John. "No pulse, no heartbeat. If condition does not change, this man is dead. As for your father, he is alive, but apparently unconsious. An ambulance is on the way." The ambulance appeared and took Benjamin to the hospital, and took the butler's body away. "So, " Yetta began, "We should probably go to the hospital" "Okay, lets get a cab. " John replied "I dont feel like driving right now." So they went out to a busy street to find a cab. "I've never been in a cab before, how do we get one?" Yetta asked. "All you gotta do is whistle, and you know how to whistle, don't ya, baby? " John said. So they got a cab and went to the hospital. The butler was formally pronounced dead. Benjamin lived but the doctors insisted that he be put in a nursing home where he can have constant attention so that whatever it was that happened, which no one may ever know, won't ever happen again. He left his amnsion and the entire estate to John, who fell madly in love with Yetta. They both moved into the mansion to start a family together and lived happily ever after.
The End.

Ok, so im not to good at separating where different paragraphs should be so its basically one long paragraph, but there you go. I hope you like it, i enjoyed writing it.

2007-01-16 13:50:24 · answer #1 · answered by Rebecca 2 · 2 0

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