Saturday, October 22, 2011

Category: Mothers

BAD CONNECTION

As part of her studies at the University, Rachel made a study-trip to Africa.
Upon arrival, she called her mother in Brooklyn to tell her that she had arrived safely and everything was fine.
The lines were bad, but she managed to get through, had her say and in exchange got some motherly advice, which ended with something like:
“.... and get yourself a nice ..itch... doctor!”
Rachel was an obedient girl and whenever possible followed her mother’s advice. Following a month’s stay, her airplane landed at Kennedy airport. Accompanying the girl down the gangway right on her heels, was a 6 ft tall black man, wearing a grass shirt, with a tiger pelt over his shoulders, his scarred face painted white, a bone in his nose and a big spear in his hand. The aghast mother took her daughter aside and whispered:
“Rachel, my dear, who is this scarecrow?”
“This is my husband, the witch doctor you told me to get.”
“What I told you was to get a rich doctor!”
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