Seventy-Two White Raisins
Once upon a time a young Jihadi appeared at the gates of Paradise, from out of a sudden burst of smoke. The Jinn guarding the gates welcomed the defender of the faith, and into the Jihadi’s hand – still streaming smoke – the Jinn pressed his reward; six dozen white raisins. The Jinn said, with a smile, “They are as pure as they are white!”
The Jihadi replied, “Seventy-two white raisins? But the Imam promised me seventy-two virgins!”
The Jinn said, “That passage was mistranslated. And just what kind of an establishment do you think we are running here, young man?”
Moral: Beware the fine print.