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« on: December 08, 2014, 07:56:55 AM »

A fleeing terrorist, desperate for water, was plodding through the desert when he saw something far off in the distance. Hoping to find water, he hurried toward the mirage, only to find a very frail little old man standing at a small makeshift display rack - selling ties.



The terrorist asked, "Do you have water?"



The man replied, "I have no water. Would you like to buy a tie? They are only $5*."



The terrorist shouted hysterically, "Idiot Infidel! I do not need such an over-priced western adornment. I spit on your ties. I need water!”

"Sorry, I have none, just ties - pure silk, and only $5."



"Pahh! A curse on your ties! I should wrap one around your scrawny little neck and choke the life out of you but . . . I must conserve my energy and find water!"



"Okay," said the little old man. β€œIt does not matter that you do not want to buy a tie from me, or that you hate me, threaten my life, and call me infidel. I will show you that I am bigger than any of that. If you continue over that hill to the east for about two miles, you will find a restaurant. It has the finest food and all the ice-cold water you need. Go In Peace."



Cursing him again, the desperate terrorist staggered away, over the hill. Several hours later he came back; the terrorist was in much worse shape, and fell to his knees as he extended his hand with the money, and gasped, "They won't let me in without a tie!”
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