Two Pakistanis boarded a shuttle out of Washington for New York. One
sat in the window seat, the other in the middle seat. Just before
take-off a fat little Indian guy got on and took the aisle seat next
to the Pakistanis.
He kicked off his shoes, wiggled his toes and was settling in when the
Pakistani in the window seat said, "I think I'll go up and get a
coke."
"No problem," said the Indian. "I'll get it for you." While he was
gone, the Pakistani picked up the Indian's shoe and spat in it.
When the Indian returned with the coke, the other Pakistani said,
"That looks good. I think I'll have one too."
Again, the Indian obligingly went to fetch it, and while he was gone
the other Pakistani picked up the other shoe and spat in it.
The Indian returned with the coke, and they all sat back and enjoyed
the short flight to New York. As the plane was landing, the Indian
slipped his feet into his shoes and knew immediately what had
happened.
"How long must this go on?" the Indian asked. "This enmity between our
peoples... this hatred... this animosity... this spitting in shoes and
pissing in cokes?"
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