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.
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