A QUICK JOKE FROM GEORGE AND KATE

In a break from our regularly scheduled programming, may we present a quick joke from George and Kate...

At dawn the telephone rings, "Hello, Senor George? This is Ernesto, the caretaker at your country house."

"Ah yes, Ernesto. What can I do for you? Is there a problem?"

"Um, I am just calling to advise you, Senor George, that your parrot, he is dead".

"My parrot? Dead? The one that won the International competition?"

"Si, Senor, that's the one."

"Damn! That's a pity! I spent a small fortune on that bird. What did he die from?"

"From eating the rotten meat, Senor George."

"Rotten meat? Who the hell fed him rotten meat?"

"Nobody, Senor . He ate the meat of the dead horse."

"Dead horse? What dead horse?"

"The thoroughbred, Senor George."

"My prize thoroughbred is dead?"

"Yes, Senor George, he died from all that work pulling the water cart."

"Are you insane? What water cart?"

"The one we used to put out the fire, Senor."

"Good Lord! What fire are you talking about, man?"

"The one at your house, Senor! A candle fell and the curtains caught on fire."

"What the hell? Are you saying that my mansion is destroyed because of a candle?!"

"Yes, Senor George."

"But there's electricity at the house! What was the candle for?"

"For the funeral, Senor George."

"WHAT BLOODY FUNERAL??!!"

"Your wife Kate's, Senor George". She showed up very late one night and I thought she was a thief, so I shot her with your new Perazzi MX2000 with the beautiful new Exhibition Grade Stock.

SILENCE... LONG SILENCE...VERY LONG SILENCE.

"Ernesto, if you scratched that shotgun, you're in deep shit."