Tweet
Indian and coffee
A Red Indian walks into a cafe with a shotgun in one hand and a bucket of
buffalo manure in the other. He says to the waiter, "Me want coffee." The
waiter says, "Sure chief, comin' right up."
He gets the Indian a tall mug of coffee, and the Indian drinks it down in
one gulp, picks up the bucket of manure, throws it into the air, blasts it
with the shotgun, then just walks out.
The next morning the Indian returns. He has his shotgun in one hand and a
bucket of buffalo manure in the other. He walks up to the counter and says
to the waiter, "Me want coffee."
The waiter says, "Whoa, Tonto! We're still cleaning up your mess from
yesterday. What the heck was all that about, anyway?"
The Indian smiles and proudly says, "Me training for upper management
position: Come in, drink coffee, shoot some crap, leave mess for others to
clean up, disappear for rest of day."
buffalo manure in the other. He says to the waiter, "Me want coffee." The
waiter says, "Sure chief, comin' right up."
He gets the Indian a tall mug of coffee, and the Indian drinks it down in
one gulp, picks up the bucket of manure, throws it into the air, blasts it
with the shotgun, then just walks out.
The next morning the Indian returns. He has his shotgun in one hand and a
bucket of buffalo manure in the other. He walks up to the counter and says
to the waiter, "Me want coffee."
The waiter says, "Whoa, Tonto! We're still cleaning up your mess from
yesterday. What the heck was all that about, anyway?"
The Indian smiles and proudly says, "Me training for upper management
position: Come in, drink coffee, shoot some crap, leave mess for others to
clean up, disappear for rest of day."
Comment