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Pi*s poor perception !
The sky high price of oil prompts me to tell the amusing story about a nun whose calling was working with a group of children in the Middle East.
On a mini-bus outing with them one day, their vehicle ran out of petrol in the middle of nowhere, and chugged to a halt on the road within a couple of miles of the nearest hick filling station.
The nun managed to walk the couple of miles, but the only fuel container she could produce at the filling station was a child’s chamber pot.
So, very carefully, she carried her precious gallon of fuel in the potty back to the mini-bus, where she proceeded very slowly and gently lest she spill a single drop, to pour the fuel into the fuel tank.
On the other side of the road, a very expensive-looking stretch Cadillac had pulled up, and four exceedingly wealthy oil-sheiks sat watching the nun intently. After a few moments, one of them climbed out of the limousine, approached the nun and, addressing her most courteously and in perfect English, said:
“Sister! We are not of the same religion, perhaps; but we greatly admire your faith!”
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