Glutton Buddhu looks around the table, dining table, obviously. Too many delicious things to eat. Hmm, why wasn't I born a cow? They have 4 stomachs.
"Mom? What of this stuff am I eligible to eat?"
Mom: "Anything."
Glutton B (ecstatic): "Anything?!"
Mom (waking up): "Anything not already on someone else's plate."
Now we know how Glutton B got to be that way.
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Sunday, November 9, 2008
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Gautam Buddha and chocolate syrup
Son to mother: Uhhhh, Mom, can one get sick from eating too much chocolate syrup?
Mother: What? How much did you eat?
Son: Uhhh, too much, I think.
Mother (philosophically): Moderation in all things, son. Remember, Gautam Buddha also said the same thing so many centuries ago.
Son: Yes, but that was Gautam Buddha.
Mother (losing it): What are you? Glutton बुद्धू?
Overheard; such is real life.
Mother: What? How much did you eat?
Son: Uhhh, too much, I think.
Mother (philosophically): Moderation in all things, son. Remember, Gautam Buddha also said the same thing so many centuries ago.
Son: Yes, but that was Gautam Buddha.
Mother (losing it): What are you? Glutton बुद्धू?
Overheard; such is real life.
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