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Bad News from Ernesto the Caretaker


“Hello, Senor Lucky? 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, Senor, that your dog died.”

“My dog? – Dead? – The one that won the international competition?”

“Si, Senor, that’s the one.”

“Damn! That’s a pity! I spent a small fortune on that dog. What did he die from?”

“From eating spoiled meat, Senor”

“Spoiled meat? Who the hell fed him spoiled meat?”

“Nobody, Senor. He ate the meat of the dead horse.”

“Dead horse? What dead horse?”

“Your thoroughbred, Senor 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, Senor”

“Good Lord! What fire are you talking about, man?”

“The one at your house, Senor! A candle fell and the curtains caught on fire.”

“What the!!! But there’s electricity at the house!!! What was the candle for?”

“For the funeral, Senor.”

“What funeral?!”

“Your brother’s, Senor… He showed up one night out of the blue and I thought he was a thief, so I hit him with your new Taylormade Driver.”

silence . . . .

“Ernesto, if you broke that driver you’re in deep shit!!!”


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