Sadistiske Sørens Saftige Sagaer Forrige Indhold Næste
SSSS     Nummer 117   1. årgang      21. august 2002

Jeg er Sauron, jeg har bjælder på

Jeg er som bekendt formand for Spilleklubben
Rykker Nu (http://rykker.nu), og vi har det
samme problem hvert år efter sommerferien - at
komme igang med at spille igen.

Det lykkedes endelig at komme igang onsdag aften,
selvom ikke alle kunne. Vi kunne derfor ikke
spille Dungeons & Dragons, som vi plejer, men
spillede istedet Ringenes Herre Brædtspil.

I spillet er spillerne hobbitter, der sammen
kæmper mod Sauron. Vi har spillet det nogle gange
nu, men det er endnu ikke lykkedes os, at ødelægge
ringen, og dermed slå Sauron.

o O ( ) O o

Mit arbejdsmiljøkursus sluttede, men om en måned
er der to yderlige dage. I mellemtiden skal jeg
arbejde konkret med en opgave som
sikkerhedsrepræsentant. Emnet bliver indeklima.

o O ( ) O o

Her er dagens vittighed:


At the Pearly Gates

George W. Bush, Albert Einstein and Pablo Picasso
have all died.  Due to a glitch in the
mundane/celestial time-space continuum, all three
arrive at the Pearly Gates more or less
simultaneously, even though their deaths have
taken place decades apart.

The first to present himself to Saint Peter is
Einstein.  Saint Peter questions him. "You look
like Einstein, but you have no idea the lengths
certain people will go to, to sneak into Heaven
under false pretenses. Can you prove who you
really are?"

Einstein ponders for a few seconds and asks,
"Could I have a blackboard and some chalk?"

Saint Peter complies with a snap of his
fingers. The blackboard and chalk instantly
appear. Einstein proceeds to describe with arcane
mathematics and symbols his special theory of
relativity.

Saint Peter is suitably impressed. "You really are
Einstein!  Welcome to heaven!"

The next to arrive is Picasso. Once again Saint
Peter asks for his credentials. Picasso doesn't
hesitate. "Mind if I use that blackboard and
chalk?"

Saint Peter says, "Go ahead."

Picasso erases Einstein's scribbles and proceeds
to sketch out a truly stunning mural. Bulls,
satyrs, nude women: he captures their essence with
but a few strokes of the chalk.

Saint Peter claps. "Surely you are the great
artist you claim to be! Come on in!"

The last to arrive is George W. Bush. Saint Peter
scratches his head. "Einstein and Picasso both
managed to prove their identity. How can you prove
yours?"

G. W. looks bewildered, "Who are Einstein and
Picasso?"

Saint Peter sighs, "Come on in, George."


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