Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities. Truth isn’t. Mark Twain
1) William Tell Overture?
There is evidence that William Tell and his family, as well as great bowmen were also avid bowlers. Unfortunately, all the league records were destroyed in a fire. Thus, we’ll sadly never know: for whom the Tells bowled.
(O.K, you try saying: ‘for whom the bells tolled’ after a few Gluweins, or what ever the Suisse drink.)
I always wondered if Karl Marx’s grave was a Communist plot.
(One of those general knowledge questions is: Where was Karl Marx buried? Answer Highgate Cemetery London.)
2) Letter from prodigal son?
Dear folks,
I feel miserable because I have to keep writing for money. I feel ashamed and unhappy to have to ask for another hundred, but every cell in my body rebels. I beg on bended knee that you forgive me.
Your son, Marvin.
P.S. I felt so terrible I ran after the mailman who picked this up in the box at the corner. I wanted to take this letter and burn it. I prayed that I could get it back. But it was too late.
A few days later Marvin received a letter from his father. It said, ‘Your prayers were answered. Your letter never came!’
3) New Fangled Contraption
Will and I are not too keen on these pictures. As you may know, I have a test before publishing anything that may be considered offensive. My test is – would my Aunt approve. These pictures are borderline, so I asked Aunty to approve / disapprove and this is what she said. ‘While I would not use such a new fangled contraption, I was interested to know that they existed.’
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