There's a monastery where the monks have taken a vow of silence, but at a special dinner, one monk is allowed to say one thing every year. So one year at this dinner, one monk stands up and says, “I really enjoy the mashed potatoes they serve here at the monastery.” And he sits down.
At the next year’s dinner, another monk stands up and says, “I hate the mashed potatoes they serve here at the monastery.” And he sits down.
The next year, the head monk stands up and says, “I’m sick and tired of the constant bickering.”
Sunday, July 24, 2005
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Ha!
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