Its 100 degrees in the desert, and a man lies exhausted and dying of thirst. He has stripped all his clothes off except his shorts, but is still sweating badly from the heat. From out behind a sand dune a salesman appears, staggering under the weight of a load of clean, new, white shirts. smiling winningly, the salesman tries to sell the dying man a shirt. 'Good grief,’ said the man. 'I’m dying of thirst, and boiling to death, the last thing I need is a shirt!' the salesman shrugs, bids him farewell, and disappears behind the sand dune. the parched man crawls along the ground, desperately trying to reach a building he can see in the distance.
As he gets closer he can see that there are all types of cool, refreshing drinks to choose from. Mustering up the last of his strength he goes up to the door. 'Sorry,' said the doorman, barring the way. 'you cant come in without a shirt.'!!!
2007-08-07
21:54:10
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10 answers
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Croeso
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Society & Culture
➔ Cultures & Groups
➔ Senior Citizens
You see...we oldies still got humour,we're not all miserable old f****
(but I can be) lol
2007-08-07
22:07:01 ·
update #1
Big smile..love ya name Razzle
2007-08-07
22:07:53 ·
update #2
Quizard...theres always one!!
2007-08-07
22:16:56 ·
update #3
Many Casha, very many
2007-08-07
22:18:02 ·
update #4