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Bicycle Bill
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Think Pink

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There once was a man, and everything he owned was pink and white.  He had a pink and white car, a pink and white house, and a pink and white cat.  His violin was pink and white, as was his piano and his skateboard.  EVERYTHING he had in his house, even his clothes, were pink and white.

One average night, the pink and white man decided to go to bed at his regular time.  He went up the pink and white stairs, down the pink and white hall, and into his pink and white bedroom.  He took off his pink and white slippers, put on his pink and white nightcap, climbed into his pink and white bed, pulled up the pink and white covers, and turned off the pink and white light.  Then he fell asleep.

An hour later, the doorbell rang: "Pink and white!  Pink and white!"  So the pink and white man turned on the pink and white light, pushed down the pink and white covers, climbed out of his pink and white bed, took off his pink and white nightcap, put on his pink and white slippers, and left his pink and white bedroom.  He went up the pink and white hall, down the pink and white stairs, and opened the pink and white front door.

Standing outside was a man.  "My car broke down half a mile down the road, and the tow truck can't come until eight tomorrow morning," the man said.  "Can I stay here for the night?"

"Sure," said the pink and white man, "but you have to wear pink and white, and you have to sleep in the first bedroom on the left down that hallway."

"Okay," the man agreed.  So the man came in to spend the night, and the pink and white man closed the pink and white door, went up the pink and white stairs, down the pink and white hall, and into his pink and white bedroom.  He took off his pink and white slippers, put on his pink and white nightcap, climbed into his pink and white bed, pulled up the pink and white covers, and turned off the pink and white light.  Then he fell asleep.

An hour later, the doorbell rang: "Pink and white!  Pink and white!"  So the pink and white man turned on the pink and white light, pushed down the pink and white covers, climbed out of his pink and white bed, took off his pink and white nightcap, put on his pink and white slippers, and left his pink and white bedroom.  He went up the pink and white hall, down the pink and white stairs, and opened the pink and white front door.

Standing outside was a woman.  "My truck broke down a mile down the road, and the tow truck can't get here until nine tomorrow morning.  Can I spend the night here?" she asked.

"Sure," said the pink and white man, "but you have to wear pink and white, and you have to sleep in the second bedroom on the left down that hallway."

"Okay," the woman agreed.  So the woman came in to spend the night, and the pink and white man closed the pink and white door, went up the pink and white stairs, down the pink and white hall, and into his pink and white bedroom.  He took off his pink and white slippers, put on his pink and white nightcap, climbed into his pink and white bed, pulled up the pink and white covers, and turned off the pink and white light.  Then he fell asleep.

An hour later, the doorbell rang again: "Pink and white!  Pink and white!"  So the pink and white man turned on the pink and white light, pushed down the pink and white covers, climbed out of his pink and white bed, took off his pink and white nightcap, put on his pink and white slippers, and left his pink and white bedroom.  He went up the pink and white hall, down the pink and white stairs, and opened the pink and white front door.

Standing outside was another man.  "My car broke down a mile and a half down the road," he said, "and the tow truck can't get here until ten tomorrow morning.  Can I stay here for the night?"

"Sure," said the pink and white man, "but you have to wear pink and white, and you have to sleep in the third bedroom on the left down that hallway."

"Okay," the man agreed.  So the man came in to spend the night, and the pink and white man closed the pinks and white door, LOCKED the pink and white door, went up the pink and white stairs, down the pink and white hall, and into his pink and white bedroom.  He took off his pink and white slippers, put on his pink and white nightcap, climbed into his pink and white bed, pulled up the pink and white covers, and turned off the pink and white light. Then he fell asleep.

The next morning, he woke up and remembered he had guests.  Being the kind host he was, the pink and white man decided to get their breakfasts for them.  So he pushed down the pink and white covers, climbed out of his pink and white bed, took off his pink and white nightcap, put on his pink and white slippers, and left his pink and white bedroom.  He went up the pink and white hall, down the pink and white stairs, and yelled down the other pink and white hall, "Breakfast in five minutes!"  Then he went into the pink and white kitchen, opened the pink and white cupboards, and took out pink and white bowls and pink and white spoons.

The first man came into the kitchen.  A minute later, the second man came into the kitchen.  A few minutes after that, the woman came into the kitchen, and they all sat down on the pink and white chairs at the pink and white table.

"I have Rice Krispies and corn flakes," the pink and white man said.  "What do you want?"

"I'll have Rice Krispies," the first man answered.

"I'll have Rice Krispies too," said the woman.

"I'll have corn flakes," replied the other man.

And the moral of the story is.........

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..... two out of three people prefer Rice Krispies to corn flakes!
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-"BB"-
Yes, I suppose I could agree with you ... but then we'd both be wrong, wouldn't we?

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