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A man is driving along a very rough road in Tibet and breaks down near a Buddhist monastery. He goes to the monastery, knocks on the door, and says, My car broke down. Do you think I could stay the night?


The monks graciously accept him, feed him dinner, and even fix his car. As the man tries to fall asleep, he hears a strange sound; a sound like no other that he has ever heard. The next morning, he asks the monks what the sound was, but they say, We can't tell you because you're not a monk.

The man is disappointed but thanks them anyway and goes about his merry way. Some years later, the same man breaks down in front of the samemonastery.


The monks again accept him, feed him, and even fix his car..

That night, he hears the same strange mesmerizing sound that he had heard years earlier.

The next morning, he asks what the sound was, but the monks reply,

We can't tell you because you're not a monk.


The man says, all right, all right.. I'm dying to know.

If the only way I can find out what that sound was is to become a monk, how do I become a monk?


The monks reply, you must travel the earth and tell us how many blades of grass there are and the exact number of sand pebbles. When you find these numbers, you will become a monk.

The man sets about his task. Some forty-five years later, he returns and knocks on the door of the monastery. He says, I have travelled the earth and devoted my life to the task demanded and have found what you had asked for.. There are 371,145,236,284,232 blades of grass and 231,281,219,999,129,382 sand pebbles on the earth.

The monks reply, congratulations, you are correct, and you are now accepted as one of us.

We shall now show you the way to the sound.

The monks lead the man to a wooden door, where the head monk says, the sound is behind that door..



The man reaches for the knob, but the door is locked. He asks, May I have the key ?

The monks give him the key, and he opens the door.

Behind the wooden door is another door made of stone... The
man requeststhe key to the stone door.

The monks give him the key, and he opens it, only to find a door made of ruby. He demands another key from the monks, who provide it. Behind that door is another door, this one made of sapphire. And so it went on until the man had gone through doors of emerald, silver, topaz, and amethyst.

Finally, the monks say, This is the key to the last door ...



The man is relieved to be at the end. He unlocks the door, turns the knob, and behind that door he is astonished to find the source of that strange sound. It is truly an amazing and unbelievable sight.












... But I can't tell you what it is because you're not a monk.


DON'T SWEAR AT ME;
I'M STILL HUNTING FOR THE IDIOT WHO STARTED THIS !

But I bet you send it on.
 
I Know a guy that knows a guy that might know a monk ! Or monkey! One of them anyways the sound is .....R.c. restoring a car!
 
Speaking of the unexpected, I went to the gas station today for a fill-up. I had just pulled in and got out of the pick-up when this older lady pulled in and got out of her car, she was carrying some little rat dog that she attempted to put back into the car before she closed the door. Unfortunately for her, the dog jumped out and started running around. She goes running after it in her old lady heels. The sight of this old woman who was trying to remain composed while chasing her dog was quite the sight.

Two islands over, the dept of ag had been testing the pumps and there was a small cylinder of gas next to one of the pumps. It had very little in it. The guy had walked over to his truck to get a new registration sticker for the pump. Before he got back, the little rat dog found the gas and started drinking. The woman was mortified and started yelling at the dog - NO, NO, don't drink that! She had gotten almost over to the dog when he must have seen her and took off around the island with her in hot pursuit. She made about 3 passes around the cars and a truck that were parked at the 2nd island, the one by me, when suddenly the dog let out a yelp and keeled over. She rushed over and picked up the limp dog and started crying. She said I told you not to drink that, now look at you. She lightly shook the pup to no avail. The little dog was totally limp, with its tongue hanging out of its mouth - she looked at me standing there filling up my pick-up and moaned, What will I do now, he's dead. I walked over to her and looked at the dog - told her that he wasn't dead, he had just ran out of gas.....
 
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