It was the first day of school in the U.S.A., and a new Indian student
named Chandrasekhar Subramanian entered the fourth grade.
The teacher said, "Let's begin by reviewing some American History. Who said
'Give me Liberty, or give me Death'?"
She saw a sea of blank faces, except for Chandrasekhar, who had his hand
up: "Patrick Henry, 1775" he said.
"Very good! Who said 'Government of the People, by the People, for the
People, shall not perish from the Earth?"
Again, no response except from Chandrasekhar. "Abraham Lincoln, 1863" he
said.
The teacher snapped at the class, "Class, you should be ashamed.
Chandrasekhar, who is new to our country, knows more about its history than
you do."
She heard a loud whisper: "Fuck the Indians."
"Who said that?" she demanded. Chandrasekhar put his hand up.
"General Custer, 1862."
At that point, a student in the back said, "I'm gonna puke."
The teacher glares around and asks "All right! Now, who said that?"
Again, Chandrasekhar pipes up, "George Bush to the Japanese Prime Minister,
1991."
Now furious, another student yells, "Oh yeah? Suck this!"
Chandrasekhar jumps out of his chair waving his hand and shouts to the
teacher, "Bill Clinton, to Monica Lewinsky, 1997!"
Now with almost mob hysteria someone said "You little shit. If you say
anything else, I'll kill you."
Chandrasekhar frantically yells at the top of his voice, "Michael Jackson
to the child witnesses testifying against him--2004!"
The teacher fainted. And as the class gathered around the teacher on the
floor, someone said, "Oh shit, we're fucked!"
And Chandrasekhar said quietly, "I think that was George Bush, Iraq, 2007."
_____
One December day we found an old straggly cat at our door. She was a sorry
sight, starving, dirty, smelled terrible, skinny, and hair all matted down.
We felt sorry for her so we put her in a carrier and took her to the vet.
We didn't know what to call her so we named her 'Pussycat.'
The vet decided to keep her for a day or so. He said he would let us know
when we could come and get her. My husband (the complainer) said, 'OK, but
don't forget to wash her, she stinks.' He reminded the vet that it was his
WIFE (me) that wanted the dirty cat, not him. My husband and my Vet don't
see eye to eye. The vet calls my husband 'El-Cheap-O', and my husband calls
the vet 'El-Charge-O'. They love to hate each other and constantly
'snipe' at one another, with my husband getting in the last word on this
particular occasion.
The next day my husband had an appointment with his doctor, who is located
in the same building, next door to the vet. The MD's waiting room and
office was full of people waiting to see the doctor. A side door opened and
the vet leaned in - he had obviously seen my husband arrive.
He looked straight at my husband and in a loud voice said, 'Your wife's
pussy doesn't stink any more. We washed and shaved it, and now she smells
like a rose. Oh, and, by the way, I think she's pregnant. God only knows
who the father is!' Then he closed the door.
