I Love Jokes And Riddles
John was driving home from one of his business trips in Northern Queensland when he saw an elderly Aboriginal man walking on the side of the road.
As the trip was a long and quiet one, he stopped the car and asked the Aboriginal man if he would like a ride.
With a silent nod of thanks, the old man got into the car. Resuming the journey, the old man just sat silently, looking intently at everything he saw, studying every little detail, until he noticed a brown bag on the seat next to John.
'What's in the bag?' asked the old man.
John looked down at the brown bag and said, ...'It's a bottle of wine. I got it for my wife.'
The Aboriginal man was silent for another moment or two. Then speaking with the quiet wisdom of an elder, he said:
'Good trade...'
As the trip was a long and quiet one, he stopped the car and asked the Aboriginal man if he would like a ride.
With a silent nod of thanks, the old man got into the car. Resuming the journey, the old man just sat silently, looking intently at everything he saw, studying every little detail, until he noticed a brown bag on the seat next to John.
'What's in the bag?' asked the old man.
John looked down at the brown bag and said, ...'It's a bottle of wine. I got it for my wife.'
The Aboriginal man was silent for another moment or two. Then speaking with the quiet wisdom of an elder, he said:
'Good trade...'
