"In the beginning"


The views expressed in this blog are not necessarily the views of the blog management, (on the other hand, they are not necessarily not the views of the blog management).

No effort has been made to stay within the bounds of the truth in this blog as it has always been the view of the management that the truth should never be allowed to stand in the way of a good story.

Sunday, July 17, 2005

Things could be worse

At dawn the telephone rings. "Hello, Senor Smith? This is Ernesto the caretaker at your country house."

"Ah yes, Ernesto. What can I do for you? Is there a problem?"

"Um, I am just calling to advise you, sir that your parrot died"

"My parrot? Dead? The one that won the International competition?"

"Si, that's the one."

"That's a shame! I spent a small fortune on that bird. What did he die from?"

"From eating rotten meat."

"Rotten meat? Who fed him rotten meat?"

"Nobody senor. He ate the meat of one of the dead horses."

"Dead horse? What dead horse?"

"The thoroughbred, Mr. Lucky. He died from all that work pulling the water cart."

"Are you insane? What water cart?"

"The one we used to put out the fire."

"Good Lord! What fire are you talking about, man?"

"The one at the house! A candle fell and the curtains caught on fire."

"What the...!!! But there's electricity at the house!!!! What was the candle for?"

"For the funeral."


"Your wife's. She showed up last night out of the blue and I thought she was a thief, so I hit her with your new Tiger Woods Nike Driver."


"Ernesto, if you broke that driver you're fired!"


Marcus said...

Have you got a book of parrot jokes?
Very funny and very timely considering Tiger's win last night.
Where are you at the moment?

Dad said...

No book of parrot jokes, I'll have to look for one.
We arrived in Adelaide today after a few days at Wudinna, will spend a couple of days here then off to Shepparton before heading home in about a week.
Sorry the Lions couldn't give the Eagles their "spanking" on Saturday, but at least the Cats won.