Hooray! It is February first! Time to say Rabbit! Rabbit! for good luck.
Since I am not currently feeling puny, you know that punny has probably returned. You've been forewarned.
Once in a land far, far away there lived a group of people called Trids. The
Trids were happy except for the huge ogre that lived on the mountain. The ogre
would periodically terrorize the Trids.
The Trids tired of the ogre and
sought to reason with him. They thought one of their religious leaders would be
a good intermediary. So a group of Trids and their minister went up the mountain
and before they could even say one word the ogre kicked them down the mountain.
Not being dismayed the Trids thought that maybe the ogre was Catholic, so they
sent another delegation, this time led by the local priest. But alas, as they
approached the ogre he once again kicked them all down the mountain.
Trids were upset until they thought that perhaps the ogre was Jewish.
Unfortunately, no Trids were Jewish, so they wrote to the people of another land
and asked them to send a Rabbi to help them with the ogre. The Rabbi arrived and
led a delegation of Trids up the mountain. The ogre saw them coming and kicked
all of them, except for the Rabbi, down the mountain. The Rabbi, having been
told of the previous expeditions, wondered why he alone had not been kicked down
the mountain, so he asked the ogre. The ogre laughed and replied:
Rabbi, kicks are for Trids!"