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Today's giggle.

 

Lynda

> http://home.capecod.net/~tpanitz/ejoke/j40.html

> Bronze Rat- or pied piper for lawyers

>

> A tourist wanders into a back-alley antique shop in San Francisco's

> Chinatown. Picking through the objects on display he discovers a detailed,

> life-sized bronze sculpture of a rat. The sculpture is so interesting and

> unique that he picks it up and asks the shop owner what it costs.

>

> " Twelve dollars for the rat, sir, " says the shop owner, " and a thousand

> dollars more for the story behind it. "

>

> " You can keep the story, old man, " he replies, " but I'll take the rat. "

>

> The transaction complete, the tourist leaves the store with the bronze rat

> under his arm. As he crosses the street in front of the store, two live

> rats emerge from a sewer drain and fall into step behind him.

>

> Nervously looking over his shoulder, he begins to walk faster, but every

> time he passes another sewer drain, more rats come out and follow him.

>

> By the time he's walked two blocks, at least a hundred rats are at his

> heels, and people begin to point and shout. He walks even faster, and soon

> breaks into a trot as multitudes of rats swarm from sewers, basements,

> vacant lots, and abandoned cars.

>

> Rats by the thousands are at his heels, and as he sees the waterfront at

> the bottom of the hill, he panics and starts to run for the bridge.

>

> Making a mighty leap, he jumps up onto a light post, grasping it with one

> arm while he hurls the bronze rat into San Francisco Bay with the other.

>

> Pulling his legs up and clinging to the light post, he watches in

> amazement as the seething tide of rats surges over the breakwater into the

> sea, where they drown.

>

> Shaken and mumbling, he makes his way back to the antique shop.

>

> " Ah, so you've come back for the rest of the story, " says the owner.

>

> " No, " says the tourist, " but I was wondering if you have any bronze

> lawyers! "