A fleeing Taliban terrorist, desperate for water, was plodding through the Afghan desert when he saw something far off in the distance. Hoping to find water, he hurried toward the mirage only to find a very frail little old Jewish man standing at a small makeshift display rack - selling ties.
The Taliban terrorist asked, "Do you have water?" The Jewish man replied, "I have no water. But would you like to buy a tie? They are only $5."
The Taliban shouted hysterically, "Idiot Infidel! I do not need such an over-priced western adornment. I spit on your ties. I need water!
"Sorry, I have none, just ties - pure silk, and only $5." "Pah! A curse on your ties! I should wrap one around your scrawny little neck and choke the life out of you but . . . I must conserve my energy and find water!" "Okay," said the little old Jewish man. . . . It does not matter that you do not want to buy a tie from me, or that you hate me, threaten my life, and call me infidel. I will show you that I am bigger than any of that. If you continue over that hill to the east for about two miles, you will find a restaurant. It has the finest food and all the ice-cold water you need. Go In Peace.
Cursing him again, the desperate Taliban staggered away, over the hill. Several hours later, he crawled back, almost dead, and gasped, "They won't let me in without a tie!
What an entirely pointless story! Witness the following:
ReplyDeleteA fleeing Taliban terrorist, desperate for water, was plodding through the Afghan desert when he saw something far off in the distance. Hoping to find water, he hurried toward the mirage only to find a very frail little old Jewish man standing at a small makeshift display rack - selling ties.
The Taliban terrorist asked, "Do you have water?" The Jewish man replied, "I have no water. But would you like some Bitcoin? They are only 5 gms Gold."
The Taliban shouted hysterically, "Idiot Infidel! I do not need such an over-priced western pretend currency. I spit on your Bitcoin. I need water!
"Sorry, I have no water, just Bitcoin - silk road friendly, and only 5 gms Gold"
"Pah! A curse on your Bitcoin! I should explain to you why Bitcoin is worthless till you drop dead of exhaustion listening to me . . . I must conserve my energy and find water!"
"Okay," said the little old Jewish man. . . . It does not matter that you do not want to buy Bitcoin from me, or that you hate me, threaten my life, and call me infidel. I will show you that I am bigger than any of that. If you continue over that hill to the east for about two miles, you will find a restaurant. It has the finest food and all the ice-cold water you need. Go In Peace.
Cursing him again, the desperate Taliban staggered away, over the hill. Several hours later, he crawled back, almost dead, and gasped, "They won't let me in unless I can pay with Bitcoin!"
Moral of the story: The story is entirely pointless
Lighten up, Francis.
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