On Sat, 13 Apr 1996, Jim Kinnear wrote: > Come on guys.... surely you can do better than that !! > I heard that one in 1962 !!! > > I guess like the song says... evrything old is new again > > Jim Kinnear > Collingwood, Canada > Perhaps this one will give you a chuckle: Sometime after the First World War, a struggling piano tuner travelled on horseback from farm to farm, tuning the pianos he found and making their owners happy. However, as he rode along one day, a bounding rabbit spooked his horse who panicked and reared, throwing the luckless tuner to the ground where his head crashed upon a rock. Neighbors found him unconscious and carried him to a doctor. The doctor, however, could find no heartbeat or signs of breathing, so he signed the certificate and passed him on to the undertaker. (No vital signs monitors in those days) So it happened that, in the middle of the night, the tuner revived and sat up, surprised to find himself in a coffin in a dimly-lit room. As his head cleared a bit, he mused on the situation. "Hmm," he thought. "If I'm alive, why am I lying on these satin pillows in this box? But, on the other hand, if I'm dead, why do I have to go to the bathroom?" Ken Burton "Doctor Piano" Calgary, Alberta
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