Date: Tue, 3 Apr 2001 11:43:57 -0400 (Est (heure d'été))
From: Tara Shoop
Subject: BLAGUES-L: Crash

[ Variation on a known theme (/jg) ]

Date: Sat, 29 Aug 1998 16:05:51 -0600
From: E.W. Smith
Subject: more silly stuff


One night, a Delta twin-engine puddle jumper was flying somewhere above
New Jersey.  There were five people on board: the pilot, Michael Jordan,
Bill Gates, the Dalai Lama, and a hippie.  Suddenly, an illegal oxygen
generator exploded loudly in the luggage compartment, and the passenger
cabin began to fill with smoke.  The cockpit door opened, and the pilot
burst into the compartment.

"Gentlemen," he began, "I have good news and bad news.  The bad news is
that we're about to crash in New Jersey.  The good news is that there
are four parachutes, and I have one of them!"  With that, the pilot
threw open the door and jumped from the plane.

Michael Jordan was on his feet in a flash. "Gentlemen," he said, "I am
the world's greatest athlete.  The world needs great athletes.  I think
the world's greatest athlete should have a parachute!"  With these
words, he grabbed one of the remaining parachutes, and hurtled through
the door and into the night.

Bill Gates rose and said, "Gentlemen, I am the world's smartest man.
The world needs smart men.  I think the world's smartest man should have
a parachute, too."  He grabbed one, and out he jumped.

The Dalai Lama and the hippie looked at one another.  Finally, the Dalai
Lama spoke.  "My son," he said, "I have lived a satisfying life and have
known the bliss of True Enlightenment.  You have your life ahead of you;
you take a parachute, and I will go down with the plane."

The hippie smiled slowly and said, "Hey, don't worry, pop.  The world's
smartest man just jumped out wearing my backpack."