For Bob Rickart's Eyes ONLY

There was a Rabbi who was shipwrecked on an island. He knew that there was
no way he could get off so he decided to make the best of it.
One day in his exploration of the island he came across an interesting tribe
of people. They devised some kind of communication and he found out they
called themselves Trids. He asked if he could join the tribe. The Trids said
yes. So the Rabbi did everything that the Trids did.

One day about a month after the Rabbi joined the Trids, there was a loud
trumpet sounding. The Trids all lined up and started walking up the hill.
The Rabbi joined them thinking it was some religious ceremony. The Trids
stopped on top of a cliff by the sea. They were in a straight line. The
Rabbi followed. Then a giant came out of the woods and began to kick each
Trid off the cliff. The giant passed the Rabbi and continued to kicked the
Trids off the cliff. When the Giant was finished, the Rabbi went to the
Giant and asked why he didn't get kicked off. The Giant replied, "Silly
Rabbi, kicks are for Trids!"



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God Bless America

Josh The Bad Bear