Monday, March 21st, 2005
Lobster Story
In a small fishing village, a Newfoundlander was walking Up the wharf
carrying two - at least three-pound live lobsters - one in each hand.
It was three weeks after the season closed! Whom should he meet at the
end of the wharf but the Federal Fisheries Officer who, upon viewing the
live and wiggling lobsters, says: “Well me Laddie I got you this time -
with two live lobsters three weeks after the season Closed!”
The Newfie says, “No - My Son you are wrong! These are two trained
lobsters that I caught two weeks before the season ended.”
The Fisheries Officer says, ” Trained like how?”
“Well my son, each day I takes these two from my house down to the wharf
and puts them in the water for a swim. While they swim I sits on the
wharf and has me a smoke, or two. After about 15 minutes I whistles and
up comes me two lobsters, and I takes them home!”
“Likely story”, the Fisheries Officer says! “Lets take them on down the
wharf and see if it’s true.”
So, the Newfie goes ahead of the Fisheries Officer to the end of the wharf
where, under supervision, he gently lowers both lobsters into the water.
The Newfie sits on a wharf piling and lights up a smoke, then another!
After about 15 minutes the Fisheries Officer says to the Newfie, “How
about whistling?”
The Newfie says ” What For?”
The Fisheries Officer says, ” To call in the Lobsters”
The Newfie says, ” What Lobsters?”
Friday, March 18th, 2005
beat this rueishness!
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