Dave LaCourse wrote:

An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung
on the ends of a pole which she carried across her
neck. One of the pots had a crack in
it while the other pot was perfect and always
delivered a full portion of water.....

The part I liked most about the story was that you refrained from saying
whether the cracked pot was the one on the left or the one on the
right.

JR

-- Happy holidays, Dave, and to Roffians everywhere