Marie Antoinette was sitting at a table scoffing a plate of strawberries.
A male, splendidly dressed, approached and said, “Ma’am, the pheasants have no bread”.
Antoinette responded by saying, “Let them eat cake,” and handed the head poultry-keeper a cake dish piled with chocolate cake.
Listen the story being read HERE!
😀 I love this! And it reminds me of one of the only jokes I know – the one where the learned and aged monk who had entered heaven was given the task of organising St Peter’s library of original ordinances and commandments. The learned monk disappeared into the library and was lost for several eons, but eventually St Peter, following the sounds of human anguish, came across him bent over an ancient manuscript, sobbing aloud “It says ‘celebrate’ …….’
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LOL! Thank you for lighting up the day, Pauline! It’s a beautiful day here in Levin, and I shall
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We were enjoying beautiful weather – but then came the raging wind that has battered us for the past 15 hours ……
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Oh! Apparently it’s heading my way… 😦
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Batten down the hatches!!
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I shall tie up my broad beans.
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I have been so impressed that my makeshift tomato stakes trellising for the new jasmine and sweetpeas withstood the blasts. One up for kiwi ingenuity 🙂
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We didn’t get as much as a whiff of a breeze. Sunny and still all day!
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I think it stuck around here for part of the day …………
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🙂
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Then the splendiddledy dressed male returned with the news: “Ma’am, the pheasants are revolting..”
Marie, now occupied with tweezing her eyebrows, looked up a bit absently from her hand mirror and said: “They certainly are.”
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Ha ha ha ha! What she was saying was that the pheasants were plucked – as were her eyebrows. She said, “Some days I feel like a headless chicken.”
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How wonderfully surreal!
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Thanks, Chris! It reminds me of my favourite joke:
How many surrealists does it take to change a light bulb?
A fish!
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Bruce – why did you mention “cake” today; of all days; on my birthday
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Oh Happy Birthday! I hope you can have your cake and eat it!
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Thanks Bruce! That indeed will be a piece of cake 🙂
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The pleasantly dressed
And pheasant-ly stressed
Head poultry-keeper
Aimed to right a mistake.
His mistress he asked
She put him to task,
The fowl fed better
Now taste of chocolate cake!
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LOL!!! Thank goodness the conversation didn’t start with “Ma’am the pheasants have no tripe.”
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King Louis the sixteenth
Was served pheasant for his dinner.
He said “This tastes of chocolate;
you’d better roast a goose.”
But now he’s looking thinner –
They served venison instead –
For instead of cooking up a deer
They made a chocolate moose.
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This is a nice twist on history, the keeping of birds, and probably eating too much…
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Lisa – you always manage to take an excellent moral out of everything. I feel like I’ve just written a novel!
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Literature is supposed to inform our lives and our world! 😉
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A wink and a smile at history! I’ll take some of that chocolate cake!
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Only is you’re nice and pheasant! (Autocorrect has changed this comment and I don’t have a clue what it is meant to say…!)
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I remembered my history teacher 🙂
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