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Pastimes : Where the GIT's are going -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Neeka who wrote (185105)	10/21/2009 2:06:25 PM
From: SmoothSail	Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 225578

The only reason the joke survived for so long is that it was soooo bad. I mean just a stupid joke. We usually ended up laughing at the situation, not the joke. The "new" people were always let down because the joke was so bad and couldn't understand why everyone was laughing. OK. Here it is, but with a warning. Don't get your hopes up: There's this monastery in Gethsemane where the monks take the vows of poverty, chastity, obedience and Silence. They spend their time tending to their gardens and meditating. Once a year at the Christmas dinner with all assembled, the head Friar dispenses with the vow of silence. He says Grace and then clicking his glass to get their attention he says, "As you know brothers, every year we dispense with the vow of silence and you are free to say anything you want." One hand goes up. "Yes Brother Dave, do you have something to say?" "Yes. I think the broccoli is overdone." "Well, thank you Brother Dave. Does anyone one else have anything else to say?" They all put their heads down and continued with their meal. Another year goes by and the same scene is repeated. The head friar says Grace and then clicking his glass to get their attention he says, "As you know brothers, every year we dispense with the vow of silence and you are free to say anything you want." A hand goes up. "Yes Brother Josh, do you have something to say?" "Yes. I don't think the broccoli is overdone." "Well, thank you Brother Josh. Does anyone one else have anything else to say?" They all put their heads down and continued with their meal. Another year goes by, the monks tend their gardens and meditate and the same scene is repeated at Christmas. The head friar says Grace and then clicking his glass to get their attention he says, "As you know brothers, every year we dispense with the vow of silence and you are free to say anything you want." A hand goes up. "Yes Brother Alan, what do you say?" Brother Alan says, "If all this bitching about the broccoli doesn't stop, I'm leaving."