Guest guest Posted September 4, 2003 Report Share Posted September 4, 2003 A travelling party is driving across country, and somewhere in the midwest they stop in a small town to drink some mineral water. The driver, Bhakta Pete, gets out and walks into a small cafeteria. There are 8 or 10 locals sitting there. He sits at the counter and asks the lady for a cold mineral water. While he is Sri Vishnuing his water he hears a man call out, "Twenty-seven!" Everyone in the cafeteria bursts out into laughter. Another guy calls out, "Nineteen!" And again everyone laughs. The first guy calls out, "Thirty six!" And once again everyone laughs. Everyone, except Bhakta Pete, who is totally baffled. So he leans over to the lady behind the counter and in a low voice asks, "Hey, what's going on here? Why are these guys calling out numbers, and why is everyone laughing?" "Oh," says the lady, "you see, this is a very small town. Everyone here knows each other so well that they all know each other's jokes. So they just assign them numbers, yell out the number, and everyone knows which joke it is." "Wow," says Bhakta Pete. "That's amazing!" So after finishing his cold mineral water, Bhakta Pete turns around in his chair and calls out, "Nineteen!" There is a dead silence. He calls out, "Twenty-seven!" Nothing. "Thirty-six!" More silence. So he turns around to the lady and says, "Hey, I heard those numbers called out before, and everybody laughed. What's wrong?" "Well, you know." says the lady, "some people can tell'em and some can't." Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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