Wednesday, September 25, 2013

The talking parrots


Sham S. Misri
A lady approaches her priest and tells him "Father, I have a problem. I have two female talking parrots, but they only know how to say one thing."
"What do they say?" the priest inquired.
"They only know how to say, 'Hi, we're prostitutes. Want to have some fun?'"
"That's terrible!" the priest exclaimed, "but I have a solution to your problem. Bring your two female parrots over to my house and I will put them with my two male talking parrots that I taught to pray and read some books of wisdom. My parrots will teach your parrots to stop saying that terrible phrase and your female parrots will learn the joys of praise and worship."
"Thank you!" the woman responded.
The next day the woman brings her female parrots to the priest's house. His two male parrots are holding the rosary beads and praying in their cage. The lady puts her two female parrots in with the male parrots and the female parrots say "Hi we're prostitutes, want to have some fun?"
One male parrot looks over at the other male parrot and exclaims, "Put the beads away, brother. Our prayers have been answered!"

Saturday, September 14, 2013

The saint’s paradise

The saint’s paradise
Sham S. Misri
It is said that Bahlol was the brother of Khalif Haroon ul Rashid’s brother. One day he went into the palace of one king. He begged of him to give him some alms and some food to eat. The king rebuked him. Holding his ears, he was then dragged out of his palace. Bahlol then went into a jungle and began to construct a house of twigs that he found in the woods. After some days the king’s wife- the queen passed by that way. She talked to Bahlol, “‘O’ Saint, what are you doing?” The saint replied, “I am constructing a paradise, a heaven.”
“Will you sell it?” The queen asked.
“Yes, I will sell it.”
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