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March 01, 2004
Intelligence
Two men were digging a ditch on a very hot day. One said to the other, "Why are we down in this hole digging a ditch when our boss is standing up there in the shade of a tree?" "I don't know," responded the other. "I'll ask him."
So he climbed out of the hole and went to his boss. "Why are we digging in the hot sun and you're standing in the shade?" "Intelligence," the boss said. "What do you mean, 'intelligence'?"
The boss said, "Well, I'll show you." He put his hand against the tree and told the ditch digger: "Hit my hand as hard as you can!" The ditch digger, with an evil smirk on his face, took an almighty swing and tried to hit the boss' hand. The boss removed his hand and the ditch digger hit the tree. The boss said, "That's intelligence!"
The ditch digger went back to his hole. His friend asked, "What did he say?" "He said we are down here because of intelligence." "What's intelligence?" said the friend. The ditch digger looked around but all he could see were the soft sides of the ditch. Thinking quickly, he put his hand in front of his face and said, "Hit my hand as hard as you can!"
Posted by Peskie at March 1, 2004 12:00 PM
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