Two monks were making the long journey from one temple to another. As they walked they came upon a rich woman standing still in the middle of the road. The rich woman had reached a particularly muddy patch, and was loathe to dirty the hem of her expensive silken garment.
The first monk put the rich woman on his back and carried her across the patch of mud. The monks continued their journey, and when at long last their destination was within sight, the second monk could no longer contain himself.
“Why did you carry that rich woman across the patch of mud? It was not your responsibility to do so.”
The first monk replied, “I put that woman down hours ago. Are you still carrying her?”
The second monk realized his error, and smiled.
“Plus, I copped a feel,” confessed the first monk. And then the monks fist-bumped.
February 20, 2008 at 2:27 am
You are a strange man. Hooray!