Three monks lived as hermits in an isolated desert place. On rare occasions, the monks came together and broke their silence. One day, Brother Edgar said, "That was a beautiful white horse that passed by, wasn't it?"
One year later, Brother Paul said, "That wasn't a white horse; it was a black horse."
Another year passed, and Brother Silas said, "If there's going to be constant bickering, I'm leaving."
I have always heard this one as:
ReplyDeleteA man joined an order of monks where total silence was enforced except for one day a year, when each monk appeared before the abbot and could say whatever he liked.
The first year this man went into the abbot's office and said, "The food here is terrible."
The second year he want into the abbot's office and said, "The bed is hard and I have sciatica because of it."
The third year he said, "I've had it; I quit." and the abbot said, "No wonder! You've done nothing but complain since you got here."
I don't know which version is funnier.
Chris, your version works very well. I heard the joke back in my teen years, so I had to pretty much make it up, except for the desert, the two horses, and constant bickering. I thought the monks having names would add zest. Not everyone thinks the joke is funny. :-(
ReplyDeleteGood job, Mimi. I still got a laugh from this oldie!
ReplyDeletewhiteycat, thanks. The joke makes me laugh each time I think about it.
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