There are two statues in a park; one of a man and one of a woman.
They had been facing each other across a pathway for a hundred years, when one day an angel came down from the sky and, with a single gesture, brings the two to life.
The angel tells them, 'As a reward for being so patient through a hundred
blazing summers and dismal winters, you have been given life for thirty
minutes to do what you've wished to do the most.'
He looks at her, she looks at him, and they go running behind the shrubbery.
The angel waits patiently as the bushes rustle and giggling ensues.
After fifteen minutes, the two return, out of breath and laughing. The angel
tells them, 'You have fifteen minutes left... would you care to do it
again?'
He asks her 'Shall we?', and she eagerly replies,'Oh, yes, let's! But let's
change positions. This time, I'll hold the pigeon down and you poop on its
head.'
They had been facing each other across a pathway for a hundred years, when one day an angel came down from the sky and, with a single gesture, brings the two to life.
The angel tells them, 'As a reward for being so patient through a hundred
blazing summers and dismal winters, you have been given life for thirty
minutes to do what you've wished to do the most.'
He looks at her, she looks at him, and they go running behind the shrubbery.
The angel waits patiently as the bushes rustle and giggling ensues.
After fifteen minutes, the two return, out of breath and laughing. The angel
tells them, 'You have fifteen minutes left... would you care to do it
again?'
He asks her 'Shall we?', and she eagerly replies,'Oh, yes, let's! But let's
change positions. This time, I'll hold the pigeon down and you poop on its
head.'