From: utzoo!decvax!harpo!eagle!mhuxt!mhuxi!mhuxj!mhuxv!burl!rcj
Newsgroups: net.jokes
Title: Yet another Shaggy Dog story
Article-I.D.: burl.41
Posted: Mon Jan 17 13:50:27 1983
Received: Wed Jan 19 07:22:43 1983

I know that I sent this to someone, but I don't think that I have
posted it to the net before -- forgive me if I have:

There once were two Brothers of the Church (don't ask me, just
THE Church) who decided to go out among the people of a nearby
town to spread the gospel and make a few bucks for their Two Guys
Monastery Fund at the same time.  They set up a florist's shop in
the town and soon business was flourishing, with only one small
wrinkle.

Seems the two were experimental horticulturists at heart and had
imported and cross-bred some really large and ferocious man-eating
plants from Katmandu, Borneo, and (worst of all) Detroit.  These
guys were kept in the backyard.  The townspeople were uneasy about
this but were addicted to a steady supply of chrysanthemums so they
just turned their heads to the whole affair, until...

One day some neighborhood children threw a Frisbee (or the equivalent)
into the backyard.  Two of the bravest boys (just happened to be the
sons of the mayor and the local sheriff) climbed the high fence to
retrieve their toy.  As you might have guessed from the drift of this
story, neither one returned; and a loud belching was heard from
the backyard of the florist's shop.

The townspeople were outraged, incensed, and generally not too
pleased -- not only had they lost two wonderful children, but the
two monks were really sticking it to them for the funereal flowers
because of their monopoly in the town!!!  But the people were rather
God-fearing, not to mention that the two Brothers were barricaded
in their shop and armed to the teeth.  So they sent the largest,
most powerful man in the village (Hugh, the blacksmith) to take care
of the culprits.

Hugh broke down the back door, came flying through the shop at the
surprised proprietors, and "gave them a sound drubbing" (to put it
politely).  They were then unceremoniously run out of town.

The moral of the story?











Hugh and only Hugh can prevent florist friars.


Not ashamed of having a little pun on the net,

The MAD Programmer
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