Suddenly, the optimist's eyes widen as he looks 20 yards ahead. Dust fly's as he scrambles to the object. Falling face first, he cradles the divine object between his hands.
- The optimist stands and looks back at the pessimist and
republican. He beams as he holds the object above his head. "We're saved. We have a glass of water that is half-full."
- The pessimist doesn't bother crawling any further. With his face in the sand he croaks out, "We going to die. We won't make it to that bush with that half-empty glass of water."
- The republican leaves the pessimist behind, stumbles up to the optimist and stares at the glass with suspicion. The optimist gently places the glass of water in the hands of the republican. The republican carefully looks it over, examining nicks and chips.
"Bullshit" he says and dumps the water on the ground then smashes the glass on a rock.
- The jaws of both the optimist and the pessimist drop.
- The republican, looks at the two with contempt and disgust. "That was my glass and I can do with it whatever I want!"
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