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Thu May 01, 2003, 02:21pm
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Okay, I'll give this another try.
So there is this bricklayer. And he is the best bricklayer in the world. Not only is he good, but he can just look at a job and predict exactly how many bricks he will need to complete it. For example, if he says 80,503 bricks, he is exactly right. So one day he gets a job, and looks at it, and says, "Bring me 120,000 bricks." He starts working and a couple of days later, he is wrapping things up. He finishes the job, and lo and behold, there is one brick left over. Horrified, the bricklayer picks up the brick and flings it up into the air as hard as he can. How'd I do? A little less psykist? Funny?
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