a joke
hello.
today i would like to share a joke with everyone. im not sure if you've heard this before; perhaps it's widely spread already. but i think it's real funny and deserves a second round of laughter. oh yeah, it was bao yuan who told me this joke.
here it goes:
three men stumbled upon the village of a cannibal tribe by accident and were unfortunately discovered by its residents. the normal routine was to slaughter them for dinner, but as the cannibals were not craving for human flesh for the moment, they decided to entertain themselves by playing a simple gambling game with the intruders.
"to the north, not far away from here, is a magical tree that allows you to transform into any animal you want by simply touching it and shouting out the name of the animal you wish to be," explained the chieftain, a dark-skinned man of heavy build who uncannily reminded one of a troll. "we will head there now."
as they arrived, the three men gasped in awe at the sight of the gigantic tree. it easily dwarfed the surrounding plants, reaching an incredible height of at least 5 storeys.
"this shall be the starting line for you," the chieftain said, pointing towards a mark drawn on the leaf-littered forest floor. "at the count of 5, you will start running towards the tree. if you can reach it before we can touch you, you can transform into whatever you want, escaping from our grasp. however, you shall not try anything funny, otherwise you shall end up in our tribe's cooking pot tonight."
"5, 4, 3, 2, 1, go!"
the american went first. deftly he manouvred through the dense growths, reaching the tree effortlessly. he wished that he could become a hawk, and in a flash of white light, he morphed into the bird and flew away.
the british went next. he was a heavy man, and did not run as fast as the athletic american. just as the cannibals were coming into contact with him, he mustered all his strength and made a leap towards the tree. miraculously he touched the tree, and transformed into a sparrow, escaping successfully.
the last one to go was ah beng. ah beng never attended any sports training before, and was extremely unskillful. nevertheless, he tried his luck, for this was his only ticket to freedom. he almost made it when he tripped on a root of the magical tree...
"NABEI CHEEBYE!"
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moral of the story: swearing can cost you your modesty.
today i would like to share a joke with everyone. im not sure if you've heard this before; perhaps it's widely spread already. but i think it's real funny and deserves a second round of laughter. oh yeah, it was bao yuan who told me this joke.
here it goes:
three men stumbled upon the village of a cannibal tribe by accident and were unfortunately discovered by its residents. the normal routine was to slaughter them for dinner, but as the cannibals were not craving for human flesh for the moment, they decided to entertain themselves by playing a simple gambling game with the intruders.
"to the north, not far away from here, is a magical tree that allows you to transform into any animal you want by simply touching it and shouting out the name of the animal you wish to be," explained the chieftain, a dark-skinned man of heavy build who uncannily reminded one of a troll. "we will head there now."
as they arrived, the three men gasped in awe at the sight of the gigantic tree. it easily dwarfed the surrounding plants, reaching an incredible height of at least 5 storeys.
"this shall be the starting line for you," the chieftain said, pointing towards a mark drawn on the leaf-littered forest floor. "at the count of 5, you will start running towards the tree. if you can reach it before we can touch you, you can transform into whatever you want, escaping from our grasp. however, you shall not try anything funny, otherwise you shall end up in our tribe's cooking pot tonight."
"5, 4, 3, 2, 1, go!"
the american went first. deftly he manouvred through the dense growths, reaching the tree effortlessly. he wished that he could become a hawk, and in a flash of white light, he morphed into the bird and flew away.
the british went next. he was a heavy man, and did not run as fast as the athletic american. just as the cannibals were coming into contact with him, he mustered all his strength and made a leap towards the tree. miraculously he touched the tree, and transformed into a sparrow, escaping successfully.
the last one to go was ah beng. ah beng never attended any sports training before, and was extremely unskillful. nevertheless, he tried his luck, for this was his only ticket to freedom. he almost made it when he tripped on a root of the magical tree...
"NABEI CHEEBYE!"
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moral of the story: swearing can cost you your modesty.
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