One day the great philosopher came upon an acquaintance who stopped him and said, "Socrates, do you know what I just heard about one of your students?"
"Wait a moment," Socrates replied. "Before you tell me I'd like you to
pass a little test. It's called the Test of Three."
"That's right," Socrates continued. "Before you talk to me about my
student let's take a moment to test what you're going to say. The
first test is Truth. Have you made absolutely sure that what you are
about to tell me is true?"
"Erm no," the man said, "actually I just heard about it."
"All right," said Socrates. "So you don't really know if it's true or
not. Now let's try the second test, the test of Goodness. Is what you
are about to tell me about my student something good?"
"No, on the contrary..."
"So," Socrates interrupted, "you want to tell me something bad about
him even though you're not certain it's true?
The man shrugged, a little embarrassed
Socrates continued. "You may still pass though, because there is a
third test - the filter of Usefulness. Is what you want to tell me
about my student going to be useful to me?"
"Well it, erm....no, not really..."
"Well," concluded Socrates, "if what you want to tell me is neither
True nor Good nor even useful, why tell it to me at all?"
The man was defeated and ashamed. This is the reason Socrates was a
great philosopher and held in such high esteem.
It also explains why he never found out that Plato was shagging his wife.
On their wedding night, the young bride
Approached her new husband and asked
For $20.00 for their first lovemaking
In his highly aroused state,
Her husband readily agreed.
This scenario was repeated each time they made
Love, for more than 40 years, with him thinking that it was a
Cute way for her to afford new clothes and other incidentals that
Arriving home around noon one day, she was
Surprised to find her husband in a very drunken state.
During the next few minutes, he explained that
His employer was going through a process of corporate
Downsizing, and he had been let go.
It was unlikely that, at the age of 59, he'd be able to find
Another position that paid anywhere near what
He'd been earning, and therefore, they were financially ruined.
Calmly, his wife handed him a bank book which
Showed more than forty years of steady deposits and interest totaling
Nearly $1 million. Then she showed him certificates of deposits issued
bank which was worth over $2 million,
And informed him that they
Were one of the largest depositors in the bank.
She explained that for more than
Three decades she had 'charged' him for sex,
These holdings had multiplied and these were the
Results of her savings and investments.
Faced with evidence of cash and investments
Worth over $3 million, her husband was so astounded he could
Barely speak, but finally he found his voice and blurted out,
'If I'd had any idea what you were doing,
I would have given you all my business!'
That's when she shot him.
You know, sometimes, men just don't know when
To keep their mouths shut
Women are like phones: They like to be held, talked to, and touched often.
But push the wrong button and your ass is disconnected!
An Englishman and a Frenchman were sitting In a Calais bar boasting about the merits of their respective countries. As the get more and more drunk, they can’t agree. So they decide to settle the argument once and for all; which is the greater country, France or England? They decide on a cat race. Across the Channel.
So off they stagger on a cat hunt. Eventually they each grab a stray cats and head down to the harbour. “What shall we call the cats”, the Frenchman asked? “We need names we both understand”.
“Well, the only French I know is how to count, why don’t I call my cat One, Two Three. You can call yours “Un Deux Trois”. And with that they threw the poor moggies into the ocean and caught the fast ferry to Dover.
Staggering off the ferry, they are both surprised to see a disheveled cat come out of the water and shake itself. But which one was it, and why?
It goes without saying the it was the Englishman’s cat that survived. And why? Because Un Deux Trois Cat Sank.
Piglet was on the train and bored, so he phoned his best friend Pooh for a little chat. "Hi Piglet, where are you?" Pooh asked. Piglet replied "I'm stuck in Paddington." Pooh grinned and said "I bet that's made him drop his f*cking marmalade sandwich."