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A successful scientist was on his way to a seminar where he was supposed to give a lecture on his new breakthrough in research. His chauffeur saw his tired look and felt sorry for him. "Sir, why don't you take the day off today", he said, "I've heard your lecture so many times by now I know it by heart. I can give the lecture and you can just sit back and relax." The scientist thought this was a great idea, since he was sick and tired of giving the exact same lecture over and over again. When they arrived at the seminar the scientist put on the chauffeur's hat and seated himself in the back of the lecture hall. His trusted chauffeur walked to the podium and gave an excellent lecture showing at least as much confidence as the scientist would. At the end of the lecture the chauffeur asked, just as his master always does, "Are there any questions?" One of the professors in the hall stood up and asked a long question about a very complicated and...

Good Morning!! There once was a happy monkey wandering the jungle, eating delicious fruit when hungry, and resting when tired. One day he came upon a house, where he saw a bowl of the most beautiful apples. He took one in each hand and ran back into the forest. He sniffed the apples and smelled nothing. He tried to eat them, but hurt his teeth. They were made of wood, but they were beautiful, and when the other monkeys saw them, he held onto them even tighter. He admired his new possessions proudly as he wandered the jungle. They glistened red in the sun, and seemed perfect to him. He became so attached to them, that he didn't even notice his hunger at first. A fruit tree reminded him, but he felt the apples in his hands. He couldn't bear to set them down to reach for the fruit. In fact, he couldn't relax, either, if he was to defend his apples. A proud, but less happy monkey continued to walk along the forest trails. The apples became heavier, and the poor little monkey t...

  Pencil and Eraser   This is dedicated to parents and children... Pencil: I'm sorry Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong. Pencil: I'm sorry because you get hurt because of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time. Eraser: That's true. But I don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though one day, I know I'll be gone and you'll replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad. I found this conversation between the pencil and the eraser very inspirational.  Parents are like the eraser whereas their children are the pencil.  They're always there for their children, cleaning up their mistakes.  Sometimes along the way they get hurt, and become smaller (older, and eventually pa...

It seems that a lot of our old definitions for things are just that: Old. So a group of scientists (and comedians) have decided to create a new list of definitions for the new year! Here are some of the new definitions we loved the most: School: An institute where the child goes to play while the parent goes to pay. Life Insurance: A contract that leaves you poor while you live so you can die   rich. Nurse: A woman that wakes you up in the middle of the night to give you sleeping pills. Tears: The hydrolic force that women use to defeat men. Confrence: One man's confusion multiplied by the number of people there. Father: The banker nature gave children. Politician: Whoever shakes your hand before elections and your wallet after elections. Doctor: A person who kills your disease with pills and you with bills.  Compromise: The art of dividing the cake in a way that makes everyone believe they got the largest piece. Mosquito: The only insect that makes you prefer flies. Etc: Th...