A Fantasy
A Fantasy
When
the ambassador of Escalopia returned home for lunch, his wife got a shock. He
looked for a pale and his clothes were in a frightful state.
“What has happened?” she asked. “How
did your clothes get into such a mess?”
“A fire extinguisher my dear,”
answered the Ambassador drily “University students set the Embassy on fire this
morning.”
“Good Heavens!” exclaimed his wife.
“And where you at the time?”
“I was in my office as usual,”
answered the Ambassador. “The fire broke out in the basement. I went down
immediately, of course, and that fool, Horst, aimed a fire-extinguisher at me.
He thought I was on fire. I must definitely get that fellow posted.”
The ambassador’s wife went on asking
questions, when she suddenly noticed a big hole in her husband’s hat.
“And how can you explain that?” she
asked.
“Oh, that,” said the Ambassador “Someone
fired a shot through my office window. Accurate, don’t you think? Fortunately,
I wasn’t wearing it at the time. If I had been, I would not have been able to
get home for lunch.”
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