Albert the Frog
08-03-2007, 19:07
A man is wandering through the desert. Deprived of water for many days on end, he is dying of thirst. To his amazement, he stumbles across three market stalls set up in the middle of the sandy dunes.
He crawls up to the first one. "Water, water! Give me water!" he cries.
"I'm sorry," says the first stallholder, "I sell nothing but jelly and custard."
The man crawls up to the second stall. "Water, water! Give me water!" he cries.
"I'm sorry," says the second stallholder, "I sell nothing but cream and sponge."
The man crawls up to the third stall. "Water, water! Give me water!" he cries.
"I'm sorry," says the third stallholder, "I sell nothing but hundreds and thousands."
"I can't believe none of you has any water," says the man.
"I know," says the third stallholder, "it is a trifle bazaar."
He crawls up to the first one. "Water, water! Give me water!" he cries.
"I'm sorry," says the first stallholder, "I sell nothing but jelly and custard."
The man crawls up to the second stall. "Water, water! Give me water!" he cries.
"I'm sorry," says the second stallholder, "I sell nothing but cream and sponge."
The man crawls up to the third stall. "Water, water! Give me water!" he cries.
"I'm sorry," says the third stallholder, "I sell nothing but hundreds and thousands."
"I can't believe none of you has any water," says the man.
"I know," says the third stallholder, "it is a trifle bazaar."