Chapter 4: Such a Moon
A little further down the road, Dick says to Willy again, “Are you sure you have not shit in your pants?”
“I’m quite sure,” says Willy.
Further on down the lane, Dick says, “Come on, take your pants down and let me see.” So Willy takes down his pants, Dick looks inside and cries, “See? I told you so!”
“Oh,” says Willy, “I thought you meant today!”
Ruthie Finkelstein is so fed up with her husband, Moishe, that she is almost suicidal. As if by a miracle, the very next morning she receives a letter which says:
Hello there! This letter was started by a woman like yourself, in the hope of bringing relief to tired and discontented wives.
Unlike most chain letters, this one does not cost anything. Just send a copy of this letter to five of your friends who are equally fed up. Then bundle up your husband and send him to the woman at the top of the list, and add your name to the bottom of the list.
When your name comes to the top of the list, you will receive 16,500 men. And some of them are bound to be a hell of a lot better than the idiot you already have.
Do not break the chain. Have faith! One woman broke the chain and got her own son-of-a-bitch back.
At the date of writing this letter, another friend of mine received 183 men. They buried her yesterday.but it took three undertakers thirty-six hours to get the smile off her face!
Now, it is time, Nivedano, to give a beat and everybody really goes crazy. Totally!
Everybody goes into deep silence.
Close your eyes and become just a frozen stone statue of Buddha.
Deeper and deeper.
It is your own being, there is no question of fear.