Sunday, June 04, 2006

I'm Stealing a Joke...

From The Thirsty Theologian. Enjoy.

The king of a primitive tribe was so well loved by his people that they hired one of their artisans to carve an ornate throne to celebrate the anniversary of his coronation.

When they presented it to him, he was so delighted that he had the throne hauled into his grass hut immediately. There, he faced a dilemma: what to do with the old throne. For lack of a better idea, he had it hauled up into his attic.

That very night, while he was sleeping, the sticks and grass of the attic floor gave way under the weight of the old throne, which fell on the king and killed him.

The moral of the story: People who live in grass houses shouldn’t stow thrones.

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