Hey we all need to luagh for its is said that "Luaghter is the greatest medicine of them all".
Josh
This is a very short story about a very short person, who lived a very short life.
In the middle of a short house a short man set in a short chair holding a short walking stick. The little man always had a shot temper, and his short fuse had gotten him into many fights with other people.
The short man sat in his short chair one day holding his short walking stick reading a short story in a short amount of time. When he was done a little child came up to the short man and asked him �Why do you have such a short temper with everyone?�
The short man thought for a short second and then said in a short little sentence �Why would a short man, holding a short walking stick, reading a short story, setting in a short chair, have a long temper.�
The boy was confused with the shorts man riddle of an answer and walked away, a short time later the short man got up out of his short chair and in a short walk reached his short bed where he was going to take a short nap. The short man closed his eyes and after only short moment was awakened by a short sound from his kitchen.
The short man got up and took the short walk to his kitchen to see what had caused the short sound that had woken him up. When he looked down the short man saw his short dog had gotten into his short trash can and in a short amount of time mad a very large mess.
The short man got his short broom and short dust pan and in a short little bit had cleaned up the mess and put his short dog outside for the night. Then the short man took the short walk back to his short bed so that he could finish his short nap. Just as the short man had closed his eyes for a short min he heard a knock at the door. So the short man got out of his short bed and got his short walking stick and took the short walk to his short front door to see who could be knocking in the middle of his short nap.
When the short man opened his short door, there was a little kid standing at his short door and the little kid asked him, �Why do you only take a short time with everything you do?�
The short man thought for a short second and looked shortly at the little kid and told him, �Why would a short man, who sits in a short chair, who holds a short walking stick, who read a short story, who sleeps in a short bed, and owns a short dog, take a long time with anything.�
The child was confused with the old mans riddle of an answer and walked away. The short man took his short walk back to his short bed so that he could finish his short nap, when he saw another little kid already setting on his short bed.
This time the short man was mad and his short temper got the best of him and he said to the little kid �Why are you setting on my short bed, keeping me from taking my short nap?�
The little boy looked the short man straight in his eyes, as only a little kid could and said �Because your taking such a long time to take you nap, I am getting tired of asking you short questions so that you can give me short answers and I am going to take a long nap in your short bed�
The short man was confused at what the boy had told him, for he had never taken a long time to do anything in his life. He thought long and hard about what the child had said to him, and min�s pasted, then hours, then days, and even years. Tell the short man had spent such a long time on the short child question that he had grown a long beard.
If you have read this far, well you probably laughed somewhere but this story really has not point but to give you something to read for a short second at your work or home. Sorry if I have taken a long time to get to this short ending, but maybe you have learned to slow down from this story, or maybe you have learned nothing by reading it, either way it was only a short story.
