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<blockquote data-quote="JonMdnmpmssmmm" data-source="post: 1709829" data-attributes="member: 312191">Here&#039;s the&nbsp; joke:Once upon a time, there lived a small group of farming people called Tridds.&nbsp; They lived in a peaceful valley.One day their peaceful way of life was shattered by a giant that moved in on the nearby mountain.&nbsp; Every fall, the giant would come down from the mountain, steal all their sheafs of wheat and stores of grain.Soon they were running out of food, so they got together and decided to send the Mayor of Triddville to speak to the giant.&nbsp; So the mayor made the long trip up the mountainside.When he got to the top where the giant was, he said, &quot;Listen to me, Mr. Giant, you can&#039;t keep ....&quot;But before he could finish his statement the giant punted him like a football down the mountain.The Tridds tried sending many others to reason with him, but it always ended up the same:&nbsp; a kick down the mountain.Finally, in desperation, they sent their beloved rabbi, who wasn&#039;t a Tridd, but was from a nearby valley.He got to the top of the mountain, said his peace, then cringed in fear, waiting to get the giant&#039;s boot.But the giant was listening respectfully to him.&quot;So you&#039;re not going to kick me down the mountain?&quot; the rabbi asked.The giant said, &quot;Silly Rabbi.&nbsp; Kicks are for Tridds.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="JonMdnmpmssmmm, post: 1709829, member: 312191"] Here's the joke: Once upon a time, there lived a small group of farming people called Tridds. They lived in a peaceful valley. One day their peaceful way of life was shattered by a giant that moved in on the nearby mountain. Every fall, the giant would come down from the mountain, steal all their sheafs of wheat and stores of grain. Soon they were running out of food, so they got together and decided to send the Mayor of Triddville to speak to the giant. So the mayor made the long trip up the mountainside. When he got to the top where the giant was, he said, "Listen to me, Mr. Giant, you can't keep ...." But before he could finish his statement the giant punted him like a football down the mountain. The Tridds tried sending many others to reason with him, but it always ended up the same: a kick down the mountain. Finally, in desperation, they sent their beloved rabbi, who wasn't a Tridd, but was from a nearby valley. He got to the top of the mountain, said his peace, then cringed in fear, waiting to get the giant's boot. But the giant was listening respectfully to him. "So you're not going to kick me down the mountain?" the rabbi asked. The giant said, "Silly Rabbi. Kicks are for Tridds." [/QUOTE]

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