Post by mac on Nov 27, 2014 18:51:13 GMT 10
IT HAD BEEN RAINING ALL NIGHT AND A LARGE POND HAD FORMED OUTSIDE THE COUNTRY PUB. A VISITOR TO THE TOWN CAME ALONG AND SAW AN UNTIDY AND DISHEVELED OLD MAN SITTING BESIDE THE POND WITH A STICK COMPLETE WITH STRING HANGING IN THE WATER.
THE VISITOR STOPPED AND ASKED THE OLD CHAP WHAT HE WAS DOING. THE OLD GUY SAID HE WAS FISHING. THE VISITOR FELT A PANG OF PITY FOR THE OLD BLOKE AND SAI D TO HIM WHY DONT YOU COME INTO THE PUB WITH ME AND I WILL SHOUT YOU A BEER. THE OLD GUY
SAID THANK YOU THAT WOULD BE NICE. SO IN THEY WENT AND WHEN THEY WERE ABOUT HALF WAY THROUGH THEIR BEERS THE VISITOR SAID TO THE OLD CHAP, HAVE YOU CAUGHT MANY. THE OLD FELLOW SMILED AND SAID YES YOU ARE THE EIGHTH TODAY.
THE VISITOR STOPPED AND ASKED THE OLD CHAP WHAT HE WAS DOING. THE OLD GUY SAID HE WAS FISHING. THE VISITOR FELT A PANG OF PITY FOR THE OLD BLOKE AND SAI D TO HIM WHY DONT YOU COME INTO THE PUB WITH ME AND I WILL SHOUT YOU A BEER. THE OLD GUY
SAID THANK YOU THAT WOULD BE NICE. SO IN THEY WENT AND WHEN THEY WERE ABOUT HALF WAY THROUGH THEIR BEERS THE VISITOR SAID TO THE OLD CHAP, HAVE YOU CAUGHT MANY. THE OLD FELLOW SMILED AND SAID YES YOU ARE THE EIGHTH TODAY.