One dark evening, a man and a woman trudged over the desert ground, the woman perched upon the family donkey, the man walking closely beside. The burrow stumbled, throwing the woman off balance. "If we hit too many more rocks, this baby's coming tonight!" the woman blurted. "Can we please stop for a minute? I really need to go to the bathroom."
The man, a little irritated, replied, "Honey, can you wait until the next big rock? You've already gone every half hour today. I was really hoping to get there tonight. We've been traveling a week already. The rest of our group is probably already there." Nevertheless, the man stopped to let her relieve her discomfort. Eventually, they trailed into town. Finding no vacancies in the local hotels, they made their way to the stable to spend the night. The rest, as they say, is history.
Have you really ever thought about why they had to stay in the barn? :-)
The man, a little irritated, replied, "Honey, can you wait until the next big rock? You've already gone every half hour today. I was really hoping to get there tonight. We've been traveling a week already. The rest of our group is probably already there." Nevertheless, the man stopped to let her relieve her discomfort. Eventually, they trailed into town. Finding no vacancies in the local hotels, they made their way to the stable to spend the night. The rest, as they say, is history.
Have you really ever thought about why they had to stay in the barn? :-)
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