once upon a time, an archbishop lived in a wagon beside a excavation site.
the archbishop always wanted to have a dog and be a clown.
one day, a magician came along.
what do you want? the archbishop asked the magician.
i want a quiet life, the magician said .
i don’t think that is likely. the archbishop replied.
just then, a conquering hero hove into view.
the archbishop understood everything.
the magician destroyed the evidence.
afterwards, a friendly fellow joked about it.
and said , what was that all about?
a journalist agreed.
we will never see that again, at least until armageddon freezes over.
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