The Tie

A member of the fleeing Taliban, desperate for water, was plodding through the Afghanistan desert when he saw something far off in the distance.

Hoping to find water, he walked toward the object, only to find a little old Jewish man sitting at a card table with neckties laid out on it.

The Taliban said, “My thirst is killing me. Please, do you have water?”

The Jew replied, “I have no water. Would you like to buy a tie? They are only $150. This one goes very nicely with your robes.

The Taliban shouted, “Idiot! I do not need your overpriced tie. I need water!”

“OK,” said the old Jew, “it does not matter that you do not want to buy a tie.

I will show you that you have not offended me.

If you walk over that hill to the east for about four miles, you will find a lovely restaurant. Go! Walk that way! The restaurant has all the water you need!”

The Taliban staggered away toward the hill and disappeared.

Eight hours later the Taliban came crawling back to the Jewish man’s table.

The Jew said, “I told you, the restaurant with the water is about four miles over that hill.

Could you not find it?”

“I found it.” rasped the Taliban. “But your brother wouldn’t let me in without a tie.”

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