This Sunday we are discussing the question: what is fun?
In a few words fun is what doesn't hassle us. When things go our way.
What gives us pleasure and enjoyment. What agrees with us. What makes us
feel good and maybe look good.
This automatically excludes hay fever suffers from having fun because
they are constantly trying to cough their guts out, and of course ducks
in heaven for being so preoccupied with being stepped on.
Following Ceit's story last Sunday about the predicament of ducks in
heaven, Igancio sent me another report (presumable not a first hand
report) on the predicament of ducks in heaven (see below). What I'd like
to know is whether there are oranges in heaven?
In the meantime:
Have a nice week,
Three guys die together in an accident and go to heaven. When they get
there, St. Peter says, "We only have one rule here in heaven: don't step
on the ducks." So they enter heaven, and sure enough, there are ducks
all over the place. It is almost impossible not to step on a duck, and
although they try their best to avoid them, the first guy accidentally
steps on one.
St. Peter immediately comes out of the clouds, accompanied by the
ugliest woman the guy ever saw. St. Peter chains them together and says
"Your punishment for stepping on a duck is to spend eternity chained to
this ugly woman!"
The next day, the second guy accidentally steps on a duck, and again St.
Peter comes out of the clouds, and with him is another extremely ugly
woman. He chains them together with the same admonishment: they will be
bound for eternity.
The third guy has observed all this and, not wanting to be chained for
all eternity to an ugly woman, is very, VERY careful where he steps. He
manages to go months without stepping on any ducks. But one day St.
Peter comes out of the clouds, and with him is another woman. The guy,
surprised, says, "Wait wait, what's all this? I didn't step on a duck."
Then, he realizes St Peter is accompanied this time by the most gorgeous
woman he has ever laid eyes on, a very tall, tan, curvaceous, sexy
blonde. St. Peter, without saying a word, chains them together. The guy
remarks, "I wonder what I did to deserve being chained to you for all of
eternity?" The woman replies, "I don't know about you but I stepped on a
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from Lawrence, Pub Philosophy Group, Sunday meeting: What is fun?