Saturday, May 29, 2010
A golfer from Argentina won a tournament and received a large check for his prize money. As he was walking to his car, he met a woman with tears rolling down her eyes. He asks what's wrong, and she says she has a little boy who is very sick and she is facing enormous medical bills to make him well. He promptly signs his check over to her, wishes her well, and gets into his car.
A few days later, someone who had observed his generosity found out that the woman was a crook, and decides to inform the golfer. He tells the golfer that the whole story was made up, and the woman doesn't even have a son.
"Oh, thank goodness," the golfer said, "that there is no son with such a terrible illness."
at May 29, 2010
Big head, little body. Continuing the theme of the relationship of inside/outside with the inside escaping to the outside. Or is it visa ver...