Good morning friday!
Here's another encore joke! I realised I had published the previous one before. woops! But this is one of my favourites! And though I could not find the joke again, I decided to retype it still. lol.
It was a cold winter night and everyone on the streets had retired back to their homes to celebrate christmas with sumptous feasts.
I was returning from a day of hard work when I noticed a small boy weeping silently at the corner of an alley. I decided to walk up and figure out what happened.
"Something wrong, kid?" I knelt down beside him, patting his head.
He looked up with solemn red eyes, effects of the sustained crying, and explained to me, "My mom had been working very hard so we could have a better dinner for christmas tonight. But she came down with a fever and so I was tasked to buy some food back with the hundred dollars she gave me. On my way to town, someone robbed me of the fifty I was carrying in my hand. Now I only have half remaining and I cant buy enough food back for my four other younger brothers and sisters."
The poor kid broke down in tears again.
"Didn't you shout for help?" I asked.
"I did. But nobody could hear me in this deserted alley of town." He sobbed.
I asked him to show me how he shouted. He squeaked a really weak cry. His whimper could not even make past half the distance to the main streets.
Seeing how pitiful his cries were, I decided to take his other fifty and ran.
Pleasant friday ahead everyone!
Regards from wisest most talented and dedicated leader,
Felix
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