There is a monastery in Greece perched high on a cliff several hundred
feet in the air. The only way to reach the monastery is to be suspended
in a basket which is pulled to the top by several monks who pull and
tug with all their strength. Obviously, the ride up the steep cliff in
that basket is terrifying.
One tourist got exceedingly nervous about half-way up as he noticed
that the rope by which he was suspended was old and frayed.
With a trembling voice he asked the monk who was riding with him in the
basket how often they changed the rope. The monk thought for a moment
and then answered, "Usually right after it breaks."
Originally posted by PassiveIncome1:There is a monastery in Greece perched high on a cliff several hundred
feet in the air. The only way to reach the monastery is to be suspended
in a basket which is pulled to the top by several monks who pull and
tug with all their strength. Obviously, the ride up the steep cliff in
that basket is terrifying.One tourist got exceedingly nervous about half-way up as he noticed
that the rope by which he was suspended was old and frayed.With a trembling voice he asked the monk who was riding with him in the
basket how often they changed the rope. The monk thought for a moment
and then answered, "Usually right after it breaks."
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Originally posted by PassiveIncome1:There is a monastery in Greece perched high on a cliff several hundred
feet in the air. The only way to reach the monastery is to be suspended
in a basket which is pulled to the top by several monks who pull and
tug with all their strength. Obviously, the ride up the steep cliff in
that basket is terrifying.One tourist got exceedingly nervous about half-way up as he noticed
that the rope by which he was suspended was old and frayed.With a trembling voice he asked the monk who was riding with him in the
basket how often they changed the rope. The monk thought for a moment
and then answered, "Usually right after it breaks."
There is a monastery in Greece perched high on a cliff several hundred
feet in the air. The only way to reach the monastery is to be suspended
in a basket which is pulled to the top by several monks who pull and
tug with all their strength. Obviously, the ride up the steep cliff in
that basket is terrifying.
One tourist got exceedingly nervous about half-way up as he noticed
that the rope by which he was suspended was old and frayed.
Shouting at the top of his lungs, he asked the monks who were pulling him how often they changed the rope.
The monks simply let go and shrugg " We don't know"
what is causeiamsoinlovewithyou trying to say here?
Originally posted by PassiveIncome1:There is a monastery in Greece perched high on a cliff several hundred
feet in the air. The only way to reach the monastery is to be suspended
in a basket which is pulled to the top by several monks who pull and
tug with all their strength. Obviously, the ride up the steep cliff in
that basket is terrifying.One tourist got exceedingly nervous about half-way up as he noticed
that the rope by which he was suspended was old and frayed.With a trembling voice he asked the monk who was riding with him in the
basket how often they changed the rope. The monk thought for a moment
and then answered, "Usually right after it breaks."
Tourist : how often they changed the rope?
Monk : Usually right after it breaks.
Tourist : Isn't it "too late" to change the rope?
Monk : Don worry, my monks are efficient and all we need is just 3 min to
change the broken rope and the broken basket
Originally posted by PassiveIncome1:There is a monastery in Greece perched high on a cliff several hundred
feet in the air. The only way to reach the monastery is to be suspended
in a basket which is pulled to the top by several monks who pull and
tug with all their strength. Obviously, the ride up the steep cliff in
that basket is terrifying.One tourist got exceedingly nervous about half-way up as he noticed
that the rope by which he was suspended was old and frayed.With a trembling voice he asked the monk who was riding with him in the
basket how often they changed the rope. The monk thought for a moment
and then answered, "Usually right after it breaks."
Tourist: How often u changed the rope?
Monk: We don't. Whoever falls down will be the unlucky one, and also the lucky one, cos he's the last person to go up to the monastery.
Tourist: Then won't u also fall?
Monk: Nope
Tourist: Why?
Monk: I can fly!