The Temple of Humor
Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2005 7:26 pm
Have you heard of the great oriental Temple of Humor. I am referring to
the fabled temple of the one in the southeast Asian country that has
become rather notorious for the prevalence of it's sex trade.
The Temple of Humor believes that to die laughing is indeed the best
way to get in touch with their deity (or deities, they may have quite a
few). As with many temples, everyone had to leave their shoes at the
door, but rather than handing out the equivalent of prayer books and
hymnals to its patrons, it provides them with joke books.
It can be a hazardous place to visit, as described by one of the
internet's more famous visitors, A. Ward Lee. It seems that he wound up
literally 'busting a seam' laughing, though perhaps that should be
'butting a seam' -- when he doubled over in laughter, he heard a ripping noise.
When one of the local temple workers saw this, he took Lee aside, and
sewed the seam back up, but requested that Lee perform a simple task as
payment for the service. All he had to do was hand out the joke books to
the patrons as they arrived, guard the expensive (for that area) shoes
that were worn by the girls arriving from the brothel across the street,
and keep track of just how many sinners came from there.
It seems that the girls from that house were determined to make him
lose count, since they all, singly or in groups, would tease and tickle,
or even rub and kiss him, leaving him standing there rather frustrated
as they went inside.
"He had, however, a simple method to keep track, and they were unable
to prevent him from getting the count perfect. The assistants explain
his system. ... "Clothes sewn, Lee counts sin - whores' shoes -, and
hands," grin aids.
the fabled temple of the one in the southeast Asian country that has
become rather notorious for the prevalence of it's sex trade.
The Temple of Humor believes that to die laughing is indeed the best
way to get in touch with their deity (or deities, they may have quite a
few). As with many temples, everyone had to leave their shoes at the
door, but rather than handing out the equivalent of prayer books and
hymnals to its patrons, it provides them with joke books.
It can be a hazardous place to visit, as described by one of the
internet's more famous visitors, A. Ward Lee. It seems that he wound up
literally 'busting a seam' laughing, though perhaps that should be
'butting a seam' -- when he doubled over in laughter, he heard a ripping noise.
When one of the local temple workers saw this, he took Lee aside, and
sewed the seam back up, but requested that Lee perform a simple task as
payment for the service. All he had to do was hand out the joke books to
the patrons as they arrived, guard the expensive (for that area) shoes
that were worn by the girls arriving from the brothel across the street,
and keep track of just how many sinners came from there.
It seems that the girls from that house were determined to make him
lose count, since they all, singly or in groups, would tease and tickle,
or even rub and kiss him, leaving him standing there rather frustrated
as they went inside.
"He had, however, a simple method to keep track, and they were unable
to prevent him from getting the count perfect. The assistants explain
his system. ... "Clothes sewn, Lee counts sin - whores' shoes -, and
hands," grin aids.
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