 Stockbroker
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07-28-2001, 08:43 AM
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A stockbroker parks his brand new Porsche in front of the office to show it
off to his colleagues. As he's getting out of the car, a truck comes flying
along too close to the kerb and takes off the door before speeding off.
Distraught, the broker grabs his mobile and calls the cops. Five minutes
later, the police arrive. Before the cop has a chance to ask any
questions,the broker starts screaming hysterically "My Porsche, my beautiful
silver Porsche is ruined. No matter how long it's at the panel beaters it'll
simply never be the same again!"
After the stockbroker finally finishes his rant, the policeman shakes his
head in disgust. "I can't believe how materialistic you bloody stockbrokers
are," he says. "You lot are so focused on your possessions that you don't
notice anything else in your life."
"How can you say such a thing at a time like this?" snaps the broker. The
policeman replies, "Didn't you realise that your right arm was torn off when
the truck hit you."
The stockbroker looks down in absolute horror. "F***ing hell!" he screams.
"Where's my Rolex?"
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Cartoon Law III
Any body passing through solid matter will leave a perforation conforming to its perimeter. Also called the silhouette of passage, this phenomenon is the speciality of victims of directed-pressure explosions and of reckless cowards who are so eager to escape that they exit directly through the wall of a house, leaving a cookie-cutout-perfect hole. The threat of skunks or matrimony often catalyzes this reaction.
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