“Wow,” the man says, “a real, live genie!”
“Yes,” says the genie. “What are your four wishes?”
“I thought it was three?"
“New system,” the genie says. “The last cat I served changed it up a bit. You get two wishes of your choice. The other two are… regulated.”
“Regulated how?”
“Your third wish has to be for others—something that helps the collective. Think Communism - you know... if it actually worked.”
“Huh,” the man says. “That’s… surprisingly thoughtful.”
“We’re evolving,” the genie nods.
“Alright,” the man says. “So what’s the fourth wish?”
“That one doesn’t happen right away,” the genie says. “You make the wish, then it’s fulfilled eight days later—but only if you light a candle every night.”
“Why?”
The genie shrugs.
“That’s just the order. One wish. Two wish. Red wish. Jewish.”
so he went to see a famous Russian bovine breeder.
The Russian told him, "I have many good animals. Here is Swedish bull, is born black color, but color turns white when grows. Over there is American bull. Color when born is red, but become dark brown when full grown."
"And here, Turkish bull. They born dark brown, but grow up to be light brown color."
The prince said , "I rather like the Turkish bulls. Fine specimens indeed."
"Excellent choice, your majesty. But Turkish bull is special. They is bred for royalty, like you. But if you have royal blood, you must be bonding with bull calf when young, before they change color. Or they will reject you," the Russian explained.
"Well", the prince says, "I'm looking for a strong, adult bull. I'm not particularly interested in buying a calf. I rather like this big, beige bull over here."
The prince attempts to pet the large Turkish bull. It sniffs his hand, shakes its head in disgust, turns around and kicks the prince with its hind legs.
The prince went flying across the room and landed in a pile of hay.
"Where did you get such a horrible beast?! Why did it kick me!?" He sputtered.
"I told you. From Turkey." The Russian explained. "Is tan bull, can't stand a noble."
Istanbul (Not Constantinople)
I asked if the computer was currently on
He said yes AND no.......
yeah
The audiologist replies, “That’s correct.”
"The defense of one's self, justly called the primary law of nature, is not, nor can it be abrogated by any regulation of municipal law." - James Wilson, The Works of James Wilson, 1896
