A man goes to a pet shop to buy a parrot.”We have three,” says the shopkeeper.”This blue one speaks four languages and costs $1000, and the red parrot knows six languages and costs $2,000. The orange one over there costs $3,000, but doesn’t talk at all.”
“Three thousand!”
exclaims the man.”How come it’s so expensive?”
“Well,” the shopkeeper
goes on,”we don’t know what he does, but the other two parrots call him
‘boss’.”
Taken
from the Reader’s Digest, April, 1991
During a first-of-the
month banking transaction, I asked the bank teller to give me cash in coins and
one-dollar bills.”The coins are for my 13-year-old son’s lunch and bus money,”
I said.”And he likes his allowance*all in ones.”
“It gets worse,” the
woman behind me in line interjected.”My son wants his allowance all in
twenties!”
Taken
from the Reader’s Digest, November, 1994
*allowance:
pocket money
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