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At dawn the telephone rings.<\/p>\n
“Hello, Senor Gene? This is Ernesto the caretaker at your country house.”<\/p>\n
“Ah yes, Ernesto. What can I do for you? Is there a problem?”<\/p>\n
“Um, I am just calling to advise you, sir, that your parrot died”<\/p>\n
“My parrot? Dead? The one that won the International competition or the other one?”<\/p>\n
“The champion sir.”<\/p>\n
“Damn! That’s a pity! I spent a small fortune on that bird. What did he die from?”<\/p>\n
“From eating rotten meat.”<\/p>\n
“Rotten meat? Who the hell fed him rotten meat?”<\/p>\n
“Nobody senor. He ate the meat of one of the dead horses.”<\/p>\n
“Dead horse? What dead horse?”<\/p>\n
“The thoroughbred, Mr. Lucky. He died from all that work pulling the water cart.”<\/p>\n
“Are you insane? What water cart?”<\/p>\n
“The one we used to put out the fire.”<\/p>\n
“Good Lord! What fire are you talking about, man?”<\/p>\n
“The one at your house! A candle fell and the curtains caught on fire.”<\/p>\n
“What the…..!!! But there’s electricity at the house!!!! What was the candle for?”<\/p>\n
“For the funeral.”<\/p>\n
“WHAT DAMN FUNERAL?!”<\/p>\n
“Your mother in law’s. She showed up one night out of the blue and I thought she was a thief, so I hit her with one of your new golf clubs.”<\/p>\n
THERE WAS A LONG SILENCE……..<\/p>\n
“Ernesto if you broke that golf club you’re fired!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
At dawn the telephone rings. “Hello, Senor Gene? This is Ernesto the caretaker at your country house.” “Ah yes, Ernesto. 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 International competition or the … <\/p>\n