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Subject: Ernesto
Is There A Problem?" At dawn, the telephone rings. "Hello, Se?or Hine? This is Ernesto, the caretaker at your country house."
"Ah yes, Ernesto. What can I do for you? Is there a problem?"
"Um, I am just calling to advise you, Se?or, that your parrot died"
"My parrot? Dead? The one that won the international competition?"
"Si, that's the one."
"Darn! That's a pity! I spent a small fortune on that bird. What did he die from?"
"From eating rotten meat, Se?or."
"Rotten meat? Who the heck fed him rotten meat?"
"Nobody, Se?or. He ate the meat of one of the dead horses."
"Dead horse? What dead horse?"
"The thoroughbred, "Mr. Lucky". He died from all that work pulling the water cart."
"Are you insane? What water cart?"
"The one we used to put out the fire, Se?or."
"Good Lord! What fire are you talking about, man?"
"The one at your house, Se?or! A candle fell and the curtains caught fire."
"What the.....!!! But there's electricity at the house!!!! What was the candle for?"
"For the funeral."
"WHAT BLOODY FUNERAL?!"
"Your mother's ... She showed up one night out of the blue, Se?or, and I thought she was a thief, so I hit her with your new Tiger Woods Nike Driver."
SILENCE........"Ernesto if you broke that driver, you're fired!"
Is There A Problem?" At dawn, the telephone rings. "Hello, Se?or Hine? This is Ernesto, the caretaker at your country house."
"Ah yes, Ernesto. What can I do for you? Is there a problem?"
"Um, I am just calling to advise you, Se?or, that your parrot died"
"My parrot? Dead? The one that won the international competition?"
"Si, that's the one."
"Darn! That's a pity! I spent a small fortune on that bird. What did he die from?"
"From eating rotten meat, Se?or."
"Rotten meat? Who the heck fed him rotten meat?"
"Nobody, Se?or. He ate the meat of one of the dead horses."
"Dead horse? What dead horse?"
"The thoroughbred, "Mr. Lucky". He died from all that work pulling the water cart."
"Are you insane? What water cart?"
"The one we used to put out the fire, Se?or."
"Good Lord! What fire are you talking about, man?"
"The one at your house, Se?or! A candle fell and the curtains caught fire."
"What the.....!!! But there's electricity at the house!!!! What was the candle for?"
"For the funeral."
"WHAT BLOODY FUNERAL?!"
"Your mother's ... She showed up one night out of the blue, Se?or, and I thought she was a thief, so I hit her with your new Tiger Woods Nike Driver."
SILENCE........"Ernesto if you broke that driver, you're fired!"