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From: jrt@hou5g.UUCP
Newsgroups: net.jokes
Subject: Oh NOOOOOOO, I heard it THIS way!
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Date: Mon, 12-Dec-83 19:04:39 EST
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Posted: Mon Dec 12 19:04:39 1983
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	Once upon a time, in a land far, far away there were two
    knights of the realm wandering across the countryside, doing
    good deeds and saving damsels in distress.  On one particularly
    nice afternoon, they heard distant cries for assistance.  When
    they arrived on the scene, they were puzzled to find a castle,
    with a damsel crying for help.  (That in itself was not puzzling,
    but..)  The curious part was that the castle was surrounded by a
    moat that was filled with what appeared to be fingers, of a rather
    obnoxious yellow color, waving in the breeze.  
	The first knight, being rather brave, laughed at the scene, and
    decided that since the moat was narrow enough in spots, he would
    just jump over to the other side and save the lady.  He took a few
    steps back, ran forward and leaped.... only to be caught by the
    fingers, and thrown back rather unceremoniously onto the bank.
	The second knight, after he calmed down from his fits of
    laughter, decided that all that was needed was a little height.  He
    took his gallant steed back a quarter furlong, and urged his mount
    forward at a full run, knowing that his horse was the champion
    jumper for the kingdom.  Sure enough, the steed jumped high, across
    the moat.  The only problem was that halfway across, the fingers
    had reached up, and had precisely plucked the foolhardy knight out
    of his saddle, and had thrown him back onto the bank.
	When their page attempted to provide an alternative solution,
    the two knights scoffed, mocked the page, and then proceeded to
    chide him for his foolishness.  The page persisted however, and the
    knights finally relented at allowing him an attempt at being the
    hero for the day.  The page, being very observant, had noted that
    the fingers seem to be drawn to motion.  It was with this in mind
    that he proceeded to slowly, ever so slowly, walk through the moat
    to the other side.  The poor knights, were humbled at the pages
    success and vowed to never elevate their own self worth to such
    heights again.  When he reached the far side, the page lowered
    the drawbridge, allowing the knights entry into the castle,
    where they saved the damsel.

	The moral of the story:

    "Let your pages do the walking through the yellow fingers."




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