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2008/7/16

HOW TO BREAK THE BAD NEWS!

@ 10:52 PM (16 months, 15 days ago)



At dawn the telephone rings.  "Hello, Master  Carlos? This is Arnaldo your country house caretaker" 
"Ah yes, Mr.Arnaldo. What can I do for you? Is there a  problem?" 
"Um, I am just calling to advise you, sir, that your parrot  died" 
"My parrot? Dead? The one that won the competition? " 
"That's the  one." 
"Darn! That's such a pity! I spent a small fortune on that bird. Oh 
well...what did he die from?" 
"From eating rotten meat." 
"Rotten meat?  Who was so mean as to give him meat?" 
"Nobody. He ate the meat of one of  the dead horses." 
"Dead horse? What dead horse Mr.Arnaldo?" 
"Why, those pure breed ones  that you had, sir. They died from all that 
work pulling the water cart." 
"Are you insane? What water cart?" 
"The one we used to put out the  fire." 
"Good Lord! What fire are you talking about, man?" 
"The one at  your house! 
A candle fell and then the curtain caught on fire." 
"What  the.....!!!But there’s electricity at the house!!!! What was the candle for???" 
"For the funeral." 
"WHAT BLOODY FUNERAL???!! !!!" 
"Your mother's! She showed up one night out of the blue and I thought she was a thief, so I shot her."

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