The Poghrils, always a pessimistic race, had a little riddle, the asking of which used to give them the only tiny twinges of pleasure they ever experienced. One Poghril would ask another Poghril: “Why is life like hanging upside down with your head in a bucket of hyena offal?” To which the second Poghril would reply: “I don’t know, why is life like hanging upside down with your head in a bucket of hyena offal?” To which the first Poghril would reply: “I don’t know either - wretched isn’t it?”
Posted on: Fri, 21 Mar 2014 23:44:42 +0000
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