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> There were these two guys from the Midwest, named Pete. One was a
fisherman, and the other was a fish, but they
> were both named Pete, and it was hard to distinguish
> between them, unless you knew them personally, because
> they both made cheese, in the midwest, which is the land
> of cows & grass, which produce milk, from which we derive
> our chief product in this hemisphere, which is cheese.
>
> Pete & Pete made cheese from everything. I'm relating
> this because I myself was amazed by their appearance :
> two guys, named Pete, from the midwest, making cheese,
> both of them named Pete! I repeat, I was amazed about
> these guys (Petes).
>
> Pete the fish made cheese out of his hatred for war. Pete
> the fisherman made cheese out of his love for Pete the
> fish. Pete also made cheese out of his love for verbs -
> he was especially fond of the verb, RUN, which is
> unusual, being derived from the Finno-Ungaric root
> "rn", which meant (to the Hungaro-Finns) "swim". Pete
> the fisherman would declaim, "Run!" and Pete the fish
> would come "rnnng" because he UNDERSTOOD (the consonants).
>
> Pete the fisherman announced to the Rotary Club in his
> midwestern cheese town: I love fish but I hate war so I
> am in favor of anti-war fish!!!" This won Pete polite
> applause from his polluted polis, but things moved ever
> faster from agon to crisis to denouement, as Pete the
> fisherman hooked himself with his own bait & slipped
> on a slippery rock into the Mississlippery only to
> be swallowed by Pete the fish - his own, anti-war friend!
>
> Crocodile tears were shed by all & sundry (they were poets - & needless to
say, Aussies, where crocodiles
> are pets & fish are like little bunnies).
>
> But the point of my story : out of all this tragic
> hullabaloo - guess what? Pete & Pete made some cheese!
>
> Henry
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