Date: Tue, 12 May 1998 13:33:46 +0100
Hej med jer !
Henning har gentagne gange klaget over kvaliteten på "DDD", hvilket i sig
selv er et paradoks. Navnet "DDD" (Dagens Dårlige Joke) mere end antyder
naturen på det tilsendte. Han mener dog at standarden er faldende (?),
hvilket han til dels kan have ret i. Der er nu engang grænser for hvor
kreativ jeg kan være dag efter dag. Alting har sin ende (og en regnorm den
har to), men trods hårdnakket kritik afgår "DDD" ikke ved døden, endnu !
Henning har så derimod fremsendt hvad han selv mener er en kvalitets-joke,
som tilmed også er lang. Det sidste er nemlig, ifølge Henning, også
vigtigt. Ydermere vil han gerne udbede sige flere, mere & større jokes -
også fra jer andre: hi(at)pfa.dk
Laboratory Rabbit Freedom .
A rabbit one day managed to break free from the laboratory where he had
been born and brought up. As he scurried away from the fencing of the
compound, he felt grass under his little feet and saw the dawn breaking for
the first time in his life.
'Wow, this is great,' he thought. It wasn't long before he came to a hedge
and, after squeezing under it he saw a wonderful sight lots of other bunny
rabbits, all free and nibbling at the lush grass.
'Hey,' he called. 'I'm a rabbit from the laboratory and I've just escaped.
Are you wild
'Yes. Come and join us,' they cried.
Our friend hopped over to them and started eating the grass. It tasted so
'What else do you wild rabbits do?' he asked.
'Well,' one of them said. 'You see that field there? It's got carrots
growing in it. We dig them up and eat them.'
This, he couldn't resist and he spent the next hour eating the most
succulent carrots. They were wonderful.
Later, he asked them again, 'What else do you do?'
'You see that field there? It's got lettuce growing in it. We eat them as
The lettuce tasted just as good and he returned a while later completely
'Is there anything else you guys do?' he asked.
One of the other rabbits came a bit closer to him and spoke softly.
'There's one other thing you must try. You see those rabbits there,' he
said, pointing to the far corner of the field. 'They're girls. We poke
them. Go and try it.'
Well, our friend spent the rest of the morning screwing his little heart
out until, completely knackered, he staggered back over to the guys.
'That was fantastic,' he panted.
'So are you going to live with us then?' one of them asked.
'I'm sorry, I had a great time but I can't.'
The wild rabbits all stared at him, a bit surprised. 'Why? We thought you
liked it here.'
'I do,' our friend replied.'But I must get back to the laboratory. I'm
dying for a cigarette.'