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Post by bea »

i have nothing to say.

Actually i have lots to say but i'm not saying it here cos no-one will read it
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Post by Yogi »

Awww ... I'll read it. Go ahead and pour your heart out :biggrin:
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Post by bermbits »

I will read it too! I do stop by here a couple times a week just to see if there's anything new.

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Post by Sandra »

go on doll, spill....what you trying to say? :biggrin: :cool: :lol:

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Post by bermbits »

This thread reminds me of an old joke:

A young person decided that he wanted to leave the world and become a reclusive monk. He climbed the Himalayan mountains until he came upon a monastery hidden deep in the forest. After sharing his wish to live a cloistered life with the head monk, he was told, "This is the most austere monastery; people stay in their rooms all the time and take a vow of silence. Monks may only speak two words every ten years."

The young man assured the head monk that this was the life he wanted, so he was shown to a cell, told food was slid under the door for meals, and with that, the young person was left alone in complete solitude.

Ten years went by and the head monk visited the young monk. The senior held up two fingers, reminding the person that he could speak two words now.

The young monk said, "Bed's hard."

The senior monk nodded his head and left, closing the door behind him.

Another ten years elapsed and the senior monk visited the junior monk, again holding up two fingers to listen to the youngster's thoughts.

The young monk said, "Food's bad."

And the senior monk nodded his head and left, closing the door behind him.

On the 30th year, ten years after the last visit, the head monk again came to vist the now not-so-young monk; holding up his two fingers, the young monk replied, "I quit."

The senior monk said, "I'm not surprised; you've done nothing but complain ever since you got here."
"Veritas et probitas super omnia."

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