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The Monastery

A man is driving down the road and breaks down near a monastery. He goes to the monastery, knocks on the door, and says, My car broke down. Do you think I could stay the night?



The monks graciously accept him, feed him dinner, and even fix his car. As the man tries to fall asleep, he hears a strange sound; a sound like no other that he has ever heard. The next morning, he asks the monks what the sound was, but they say, We can't tell you. You're not a monk.


The man is disappointed but thanks them and goes about his merry way. Some years later, the same man breaks down in front of the same monastery.



The monks again accept him in and feed him, and again fix his car.



That night, he hears the same strange mesmerizing sound that he had heard years earlier.



The next morning, he asks what the sound was, but the monks reply,


We can't tell you. You're not a monk.



The man says, All right, all right. I'm dying to know.


If the only way I can find out what that sound was, is to become a monk, then how do I become a monk?




The monks reply, you must travel the earth and tell us how many blades of grass there are and the exact number of sand pebbles. When you find these numbers, you will become a monk.




The man sets about his task. Some forty-five years later, he returns and knocks on the door of the monastery. He says, I have travelled the earth and devoted my life to the task demanded and have found what you had asked for. There are 371,145,236,284,232 blades of grass and 231,281,219,999,129,382 sand pebbles on the earth.


The monks reply, Congratulations, you are correct and now you are a monk.


We shall now show you the way to the sound.


The monks lead the man to a wooden door, where the head monk says, the sound is behind that door.



The man reaches for the knob, but the door is locked. He asks, May I have the key?


The monks give him the key, and he opens the door.


Behind the wooden door is another door made of stone. The man requests the key to the stone door.


The monks give him the key, and he opens it, only to find a door made of ruby. He demands another key from the monks, who provide it. Behind that door is another door, this one made of sapphire. And so it went until the man had gone through doors of emerald,...




...silver, topaz, and amethyst.







Finally, the monks say, This is the key to the last door.








The man is relieved to no end. He unlocks the door, turns the knob, and behind that door he is astonished to find the source of that strange sound. It is truly an amazing and unbelievable sight















. But I can't tell you what it is because you're not a monk.




DON'T SWEAR AT ME; I'M STILL HUNTING FOR THE IDIOT WHO SENT THIS TO ME!
 
imaguitargod said:
I drink beer brewed by monks....does that count?

Nope, you have to count how many blades of grass there are and the exact number of sand pebbles on Earth. I mean I'm all holy and sinless but that doesn't make me a nun. I don't even bite my nails as that's a very unholy thing to do.
 
rainbowberry said:
Nope, you have to count how many blades of grass there are and the exact number of sand pebbles on Earth. I mean I'm all holy and sinless but that doesn't make me a nun. I don't even bite my nails as that's a very unholy thing to do.

Did you actually just use yourself and "sinless" in the same sentence?:lol:
 
Sickmont said:
At first i thought it said "i almost went as far as Virginian" and i was like WTF?

Strange How Names Change when you Look Twice..Is Virginia nice now that a Question ? :shocked:
 
And here I was counting on the punch line to be pornographic in nature, only not to be let down by the 2 notorious thread highjackers Pony Girl and Sicky who have once again steered the thread in the direction of sins of the flesh, meet you all at the bus stop to hell because I'm just no good..................out
 
DickT said:
And here I was counting on the punch line to be pornographic in nature, only not to be let down by the 2 notorious thread highjackers Pony Girl and Sicky who have once again steered the thread in the direction of sins of the flesh, meet you all at the bus stop to hell because I'm just no good..................out

As long as they allow drinking on the bus i'm so there with you.
 
The Thread should have read..The Monastery..Please No Sinners,No Virginals,We Accept Bacardi..But If you Forget the Lime`s..Your Put out in the poring Rain with Pony's and Rainbowberry for company..Life is good being a sinner..
 
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