my friend eMailed this to lesson to me, and being the generous person i am, i want to impart the message to you:
On my 70 th birthday, I got a gift certificate from my
wife. The certificate paid for a visit to an Indian shaman living on a
nearby reservation who was rumored to have a wonderful cure for erectile
dysfunction. After being persuaded, I drove to the reservation, handed my
ticket the shaman, and wondered what I was in for.
The old man
slowly, methodically produced a potion, handed it to me, and with a grip on my
shoulder, warned, "This is powerful medicine and it must be respected. You
take only a teaspoonful and then say '1-2-3. When you do that, you will be
more manly than you have ever been in your life and you can perform as long as
you want." was very encouraged, and as he turned and started to
walk away,I asked, "How do I stop the medicine from working?" The shaman responded, "your partner must say '1-2-3-4'. But when she does, the medicine will not work again until the next full moon."
I was eager to see if it worked I went home, showered,
shaved, took a spoonful of the medicine, and then invited my wife to
join me in the bedroom. When she came in, I took off my clothes and
confidently said, "1-2-3!" Immediately, I was the manliest of
men.
My wife was excited and began peeling off her clothes, and
then she asked, "What was the 1-2-3 for?"
And that, boys and girls, is
why we should never end our sentences with a
preposition!
07 August 2008
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Oh, that is a good one. Anne
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