A guy is walking down the street when he passes a smallshop. In the window of the shop is a beautiful brass statue of a rat. The guy is so taken with the statue that he just has to have it. He walks inand says to the shopkeeper, "That brass rat in the window. How much is it?"
The shopkeeper replies rudely, "Sorry. Not for sale."
Not to be turned away, the guy insists, "Listen, I've got tohave that brass rat. Money is no object."
After many pleas, the shopkeeper agrees to sell the rat for a very high price. As he's wrapping the rat in a brown paper bag, he says with an ominous tone to his voice, "One thing: you can't return this, no matter what!"
"Agreed."
The guy takes off down the street with his new purchase. Before too long, he hears the sound of tiny little footsteps behind, following him. He turns and looks and there are about two dozen rats. He picks up his pace but the footsteps get louder. A few minutes later there are at least a hundred rats. Now the guy is on a dead run and there are more and more rats chasing him.
Finally, he comes to the river. In desperation he hurls the package into the water. Amazingly, the rats all follow the statue, run into the river and drown.
The guy goes back to the shop. Seeing him, the shopkeeper locks the door and draws the shade. The guy knocks on the door. No response. He knocks louder. He yells for the shopkeeper. After quite some time, he hears a voice from inside, "I told you ... you can't return it, no matter *WHAT*!"
Through the closed door the guy yells back, "No, no. I don't want to return it. I just want to know if you have any brass lawyers!!"
Monday, January 25, 2010
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