Joke of the day : Chief Samurai..
Once upon a time a powerful Emperor of the Rising Sun advertised
for a new Chief Samurai. After a year, only three applied for
the job: a Japanese, a Chinese and a Jewish Samurai.
“Demonstrate your skills!” commanded the Emperor. The Japanese
samurai stepped forward, opened a tiny box, and released a fly.
He drew his samurai sword and “swish”; the fly fell to the floor,
neatly divided in two!
“What a feat!” said the Emperor. “Number Two Samurai, show me
what you can do.”
The Chinese samurai smiled confidently, stepped forward and opened
a tiny box, releasing a fly. He drew his samurai sword and “swish,
swish”; the fly fell to the floor, neatly quartered!
“That is skill!” nodded the Emperor. “How are you going to top
that, Number three Samurai?”
Number Three Samurai stepped forward, opened a tiny box, released
one fly, drew his Samurai sword, and “swoooooosh” flourished his
sword so mightily that a gust of wind blew through the room. But
the fly was still buzzing around!
In disappointment, the Emperor said, “What kind of skill is that?
The fly isn’t even dead.”
“Dead, schmead,” replied the Jewish Samurai. “Dead is easy.
Circumcision.. THAT takes skill!”
for a new Chief Samurai. After a year, only three applied for
the job: a Japanese, a Chinese and a Jewish Samurai.
“Demonstrate your skills!” commanded the Emperor. The Japanese
samurai stepped forward, opened a tiny box, and released a fly.
He drew his samurai sword and “swish”; the fly fell to the floor,
neatly divided in two!
“What a feat!” said the Emperor. “Number Two Samurai, show me
what you can do.”
The Chinese samurai smiled confidently, stepped forward and opened
a tiny box, releasing a fly. He drew his samurai sword and “swish,
swish”; the fly fell to the floor, neatly quartered!
“That is skill!” nodded the Emperor. “How are you going to top
that, Number three Samurai?”
Number Three Samurai stepped forward, opened a tiny box, released
one fly, drew his Samurai sword, and “swoooooosh” flourished his
sword so mightily that a gust of wind blew through the room. But
the fly was still buzzing around!
In disappointment, the Emperor said, “What kind of skill is that?
The fly isn’t even dead.”
“Dead, schmead,” replied the Jewish Samurai. “Dead is easy.
Circumcision.. THAT takes skill!”
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