Wednesday, September 21, 2011

A gift for customs

My brother works at the customs. Well, you know that it works there customs. Often, for feasts, he tells funny stories of life customs. Here's the latest story that he told us to celebrate her birthday said: He says his brother, we were sitting at work during the lunch break and discuss the burning question: what to give to our staff for an anniversary? Proposals sea, but they are not quite successful. One of his colleagues offer to chip in and donate the 600th Mercedes, but all the curves of the face, they say, is not relevant. Then follows another sentence that puts my second co-worker: "We are on his last birthday donated cars, as something not quite an amazing gift to get, I propose to give Vasily Petrovich, a small bungalow on the islands, such as the Canary Islands, I think, a gift he will appreciate appreciated!. "In conversation, I pour in - says my brother, - a small house in the Canary Islands is well, but you do remember that Vasily Petrovich was afraid of flights, so I have the following sentence, let him leave the birthday of one to work!" In a conversation three customs officers should be small Pause, ponder all the information received, to accept or reject the offer. After a while, one of the customs officers says: I immediately thought, well, at the expense of the third sentence to leave Vasily Petrovich's all changing, and decided that this gift very expensive, and we can not afford it. "

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