Friday, April 27, 2007

Friday On My Mind

Two monks are sitting in a garden. Days go by but not a word is spoken. Then one day, one of the monks points to a tree and breaks down laughing.

"They call that a tree".

The other monk starts laughing too.

10 comments:

Arthur Quiller Couch said...

Then they had some weed. And wee'd. We'd too, if only we'd weed.

Anonymous said...

:)

MockTurtle said...

..and then the tree fell on them?

GhostOfTomJoad said...

...and then the tree shook its ample girth, shed a few dead leaves, and rumbled in a Cohen-esque voice: "Yeah, but guess who blinked first!"

km said...

And somewhere in Japan, a Zen monastery is missing 4 monks.

Dilip D'Souza said...

a Zen monastery is missing 4 monks.

They've shown up at my front door! In a Maruti Zen! What should I do?

km said...

Dilip: that front door is just an illusion.

Tabula Rasa said...

umm, if they're laughing they're probably chinese.

km said...

TR: care to expand on that anthropological observation? :)

Tabula Rasa said...

you know, monks, buddhas, ferraris, that kind of thing.