Relay-Version: version B 2.10 5/3/83; site utzoo.UUCP Posting-Version: version B 2.10.1 6/24/83; site ucla-cs.ARPA Path: utzoo!watmath!clyde!burl!ulysses!mhuxj!ihnp4!zehntel!hplabs!sdcrdcf!trwrba!cepu!ucla-cs!rick From: rick@ucla-cs.UUCP Newsgroups: net.jokes Subject: A story with a moral Message-ID: <1284@ucla-cs.ARPA> Date: Thu, 20-Sep-84 13:46:06 EDT Article-I.D.: ucla-cs.1284 Posted: Thu Sep 20 13:46:06 1984 Date-Received: Wed, 26-Sep-84 04:01:36 EDT Organization: UCLA CS Dept. Lines: 37 <==== yum yum ====> Once upon a time a primitive tribe lived in a backward section of deepest, darkest Africa. These people were throw-backs to the stone age and lived in small huts woven from tall grasses, ate a vegetarian diet, and were a very gentle group. They were ruled over by a good king named Umba. Umba had but one fault: he always had to be the BEST king anywhere. Well, one day the tranquillity of the tribe was disturbed by a team of explorers from a small European country; small in terms of size, but extremely rich. As it turned out the shiny stones hanging around the necks of the tribe members were actually diamonds, and the Europeans were greatly interested. But these were highly honorable explorers and they were not about to exploit these simple natives. After some time, King Umba was taught to speak with the Europeans and to read some of the books brought on the expedition. One book which described the monarchy of the homeland of the explorers fascinated Umba; he was particularly interested in the ornate throne used by the other king. So interested was he that a deal was made to trade some diamonds for the throne. Eventually the throne was delivered to Umba and placed in his hut. Unfortunately, the throne took up almost all the space in the hut. Umba then ordered that an addition be added to his house so that he would have a room for his magnificent new chair. Although warned against it, Umba had a second story added to his hut making it the only two-level hut for many miles. The throne was then stored away in the new room. That night, after spending several hours relaxing in his kingly piece of furniture Umba retired to his straw mat bed downstairs. Suddenly a great storm blew up with tremendous winds blowing! The poor huts were being devastated by the gusts. Umba's hut was so unbalanced because of the heavy thone stored upstairs that it fell over, and the throne fell on poor Umba killing him instantly. MORAL: People who live in grass houses shouldn't stow thrones. Rick Gillespie ...!ucbvax!ucla-cs!rick rick@ucla-cs "Things are more like they are now than they ever have been before."