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kokopellinelli) wrote2005-09-15 06:30 am
kokopellinelli) wrote2005-09-15 06:30 am
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Got this in an email from my friend Mel. Thought it was cute.
A Bottle of Wine
For all of us who are married, were married,
wish you were married, or wish you weren't
married, this is something to smile about the
next time you open a bottle of wine:
Sally was driving home from one of her
business trips in Northern Arizona when she saw
an elderly Navajo woman walking on the side of
the road. As the trip was a long and quiet one,
she stopped the car and asked the Navajo woman
if she would like a ride. With a silent nod of thanks,
the woman got into the car.
Resuming the journey, Sally tried in vain to
make a bit of small talk with the Navajo woman.
The old woman just sat silently, looking
intently at everything she saw, studying every
little detail, until she noticed a brown bag on
the seat next to Sally.
"What's in the bag?" asked the old woman.
Sally looked down at the brown bag and said,
"It's a bottle of wine. I got it for my
husband."
The Navajo woman was silent for another
moment or two. Then speaking with the quiet
wisdom of an elder, she said, "Good trade."
Hee!
Happy Birthday to meeee! I'm 24 today! ...Almost forgot till Tric reminded me.
A Bottle of Wine
For all of us who are married, were married,
wish you were married, or wish you weren't
married, this is something to smile about the
next time you open a bottle of wine:
Sally was driving home from one of her
business trips in Northern Arizona when she saw
an elderly Navajo woman walking on the side of
the road. As the trip was a long and quiet one,
she stopped the car and asked the Navajo woman
if she would like a ride. With a silent nod of thanks,
the woman got into the car.
Resuming the journey, Sally tried in vain to
make a bit of small talk with the Navajo woman.
The old woman just sat silently, looking
intently at everything she saw, studying every
little detail, until she noticed a brown bag on
the seat next to Sally.
"What's in the bag?" asked the old woman.
Sally looked down at the brown bag and said,
"It's a bottle of wine. I got it for my
husband."
The Navajo woman was silent for another
moment or two. Then speaking with the quiet
wisdom of an elder, she said, "Good trade."
Hee!
Happy Birthday to meeee! I'm 24 today! ...Almost forgot till Tric reminded me.
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I hope to one day be traded for a bottle of gin or champagne at least.
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Yaaaaaay, someone else closer to my age! \o/
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Nina
(Anonymous) 2005-09-15 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)no subject
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Happy Birthday!
*promptly melts in a horrific scene sure to horrify children everywhere*
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