So, I get this e-mail today:
The World’s Best and Shortest Fairy Tale
Once upon a time, a guy asked a girl ‘Will you marry me?’ The girl said, ‘NO!’ And the guy lived happily ever after and rode motorcycles and went fishing and hunting and played golf a lot and drank beer and scotch and left the toilet seat up and farted and scratched whenever he wanted.
So, of course I think this is funny and I forward it on to my wife with the following message:
HAHAHAHAHA…I mean…ummm…this isn’t funny at all…nope
Then I get this back:
"…One day, the guy woke up and decided that since it was so beautiful outside that he would go golfing. He went to the kitchen to make his routine breakfast of cereal, but realized that he was out of milk, so he had to have ramen, because that’s all he knew how to make. After his delicious, yet salty, breakfast the guy decided to get an early start and began to get ready for the day. Despite the sun shining and birds chirping outside, the guy’s day was going downhill fast. He didn’t have any soap in the shower, and he was out of shampoo. He opened his dresser drawers only to find them bare, as he hadn’t done any laundry. After digging through the overflowing dirty clothes basket his dog had chewed up, he found a slightly wrinkled polo shirt he could wear with his 5 day dirty jeans. Only a few minutes later than he had planned, the guy got in his car to head to the golf course. As he backed down the driveway, he remembered that he had forgotten to make some important calls this morning. One of those calls was to the mechanic, as his motor mounts and axles were bad and he couldn’t drive his car anymore. This poor guy. Just when he didn’t think his day could get any worse, he came back inside his house only to find all of his utilities turned off because he had forgotten to pay the bills. That’s when he made the best decision of his life: he sent the girl flowers and took her out to dinner and bought her a beautiful diamond necklace. 6 months later the guy proposed and to his sheer joy and gratitude (yes, I said gratitude), the girl said yes. He spent the rest of his life indebted to her and lived every day to be the best husband ever."
The moral of the story:
Riding motorcycles and fishing and hunting and playing golf and drinking beer and scotch and leaving the toilet seat up and farting and scratching don’t mean anything if you’re hungry and filthy and have no electric, gas or water in your house. Not to mention you don’t have a social life anymore because who wants to hang out with a dude who wears nasty stinky clothes?
I’m a lucky man…
Hoping my key still works,