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A word from The Daily Joker...

Hey! It's good to be back. I had to stay in London for an extra week
but I'm back behind the ol' PC again now. Hope everyone's OK, here's
today's joke! DJ


A wise old gentleman retired and bought himself a modest home near a
junior high school. He spent the first few weeks of his retirement in
peace and contentment. Then a new school year began. The very next
afternoon three young boys, full of youthful, after-school
enthusiasm, came down his street, beating merrily on every trash can
they encountered. The crashing percussion continued day after day,
until finally the wise old man decided it was time to take some
action. The next afternoon, he walked out to meet the young
percussionists as they banged their way down the street. Stopping
them, he said, "You kids are a lot of fun. I like to see you express
your exuberance like that. In fact, I used to do the same thing when
I was your age. Will you do me a favor? I'll give you each a dollar
if you'll promise to come around every day and do your thing." The
kids were elated and continued to do a bang-up job on the trash cans.
After a few days, the old-timer greeted the kids again, but this time
he had a sad smile on his face. "This recession's really putting a
big dent in my income," he told them. "From now on, I'll only be able
to pay you 50 cents to beat on the cans." The noisemakers were
obviously displeased, but they did accept his offer and continued
their afternoon ruckus. A few days later, the wily retiree approached
them again as they drummed their way down the street. "Look," he
said, "I haven't received my Social Security check yet, so I'm not
going to be able to give you more than 25 cents anymore. Will that be
okay?"

"A lousy quarter?" the drum leader exclaimed. "If you think we're
going to waste our time, beating these cans around for a quarter,
you're nuts! No way, mister. We quit!" And the wise old man enjoyed
the rest of his retirement in peace.


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