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Good one!
:-D
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Time
is too swift for those who fear,
too long for those who grieve,
too
short for those who rejoice,
but for those who love -- time is
eternity.
... Henry van Dyke (1852-1933)
----- Original Message -----
Sent: Tuesday, June 04, 2002 1:10
PM
Subject: [andromeda] My first Andromeda
joke
Don't remember if I ever shared this one. This was my
first effort at
rewriting a good joke from an Andromeda viewpoint. I
thought it worked out
pretty well, although there were a couple of rough
spots.
A Nietzschean, a Magog, and a Nightsider got together to
gamble every
Saturday night. The New Commonwealth was trying to stamp
out
immorality, so they raided the three gamblers' hideout. The
gamblers
heard the officers coming so they hid their playing dice.
A
Commonwealth officer went up to the Nietzschean and demanded to
know if he
was gambling. The Nietzschean looked up from a tattered
copy of ATLAS
SHRUGGED and said, "If I were gambling, I'd be winning,
and if I were
winning, would I be reading this tattered old copy of
ATLAS
SHRUGGED?"
The officer thought for a moment, shrugged, and turned to
the Magog.
"Have you been gambling?" he demanded.
The Magog looked
up from a plate of earthworms. "If I were gambling,"
he said, "I'd be
winning. And if I were winning, would I be eating
earthworms?"
The
officer shuddered and turned to the Nightsider. "Have YOU been
gambling?"
he asked quietly.
The Nightsider looked up from behind a huge pile of
money. He said,
"If I were gambling with a Nietzschean and a Magog, and
winning, do
you really think I'd survive the experience?"
But the
officer looked at the pile of money and he said, "Okay,
where'd all the
money come from?"
"Well," the Nightsider replied. "The Nietzschean was
pretty bored
when he arrived, so I sold him an old copy of ATLAS SHRUGGED.
And the
Magog was hungry when he arrived, so I scrounged up a snack for
him."
"And you charged them all that money for an old book and a plate
full
of earthworms?" the officer demanded.
The Nightsider looked a
bit uncomfortable. "Well," he said slowly,
"it was either that or sell them
the loaded dice."
Michael Martinez, Assistant Director of IT
Services
Freedman Food Service, Inc. Houston, TX
[EMAIL PROTECTED]
Opinions
expressed in this message are my own unless otherwise
noted.
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