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3 guys in an airport


Xterminator

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I hope this doens't offend anyone. I just got it in an e-mail and kinda got a chuckle outta it.

 

 

 

> Three strangers strike up a conversation in the airport passenger

> lounge in Calgary, Alberta, while awaiting their respective flights.

> One is a native Indian from the Sarcee Reserve, another is a cowboy

> on his way to Lethbridge for a livestock auction. The third passenger

> is a fundamentalist Arab student, newly arrived at the University of

> Calgary from the Middle East.

> Their discussion drifts to their diverse cultures. Soon, the two

> Albertans learn that the Arab is a devout, radical Muslim and the

> conversation falls into an uneasy lull. The cowboy leans back in

> his chair, crosses his boots on a magazine table and tips his big

> sweat-stained hat forward over his face. The wind outside is

> blowing tumbleweeds around, and the old windsock is

> flapping, but still no plane comes.

> To break the silence, the Indian clears his throat and softly speaks:

> "At one time here, my people were many, but sadly, now we are few."

>

> The Muslim student raises an eyebrow and leans forward:

> "Once my people were few," he sneers, "and now we are many. Why do

> you suppose that is?"

>

> The Alberta cowboy shifts his toothpick to one side of his mouth and

> from the darkness beneath his Stetson says in a smooth drawl:

> "That's 'cause we ain't played Cowboys and Muslims yet . . . but I

> do believe it's a-comin'. . . "

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