Too Good not to Share
I was just rummaging through MadMom and Mutt for an old post about me and my friend, Tam when I came across this joke I posted there in April:
The CIA had an opening for an assassin. After all the background
checks, interviews and tests were done, there were 3 finalists...
2 men and a woman
For the final test, the CIA agents took one of the men to a large
metal door and handed him a gun. "We must know that you will
follow your instructions, no matter what the circumstances. Inside
this room, you will find your wife sitting in a chair. Kill her!"
The man said, "You can't be serious. I could never shoot my wife."
The agent said, "Then you're not the right man for this job. Take
your wife and go home."
The second man was given the same instructions. He took the gun
and went into the room. All was quiet for about five minutes.
Then the man came out with tears in his eyes. "I tried, but I can't
kill my wife."
The agent said, "You don't have what it takes. Take your wife and
go home."
Finally, it was the woman's turn. She was given the same instructions
to kill her husband. She took the gun and went into the room. Shots
were heard, one shot after another, eight in a row. They heard
screaming, crashing, and banging on the walls. After a few minutes,
all was quiet.
The door opened slowly and there stood the woman. She wiped the
sweat from her brow. "This gun was loaded with blanks," she said. "I
had to beat him to death with the chair."
checks, interviews and tests were done, there were 3 finalists...
2 men and a woman
For the final test, the CIA agents took one of the men to a large
metal door and handed him a gun. "We must know that you will
follow your instructions, no matter what the circumstances. Inside
this room, you will find your wife sitting in a chair. Kill her!"
The man said, "You can't be serious. I could never shoot my wife."
The agent said, "Then you're not the right man for this job. Take
your wife and go home."
The second man was given the same instructions. He took the gun
and went into the room. All was quiet for about five minutes.
Then the man came out with tears in his eyes. "I tried, but I can't
kill my wife."
The agent said, "You don't have what it takes. Take your wife and
go home."
Finally, it was the woman's turn. She was given the same instructions
to kill her husband. She took the gun and went into the room. Shots
were heard, one shot after another, eight in a row. They heard
screaming, crashing, and banging on the walls. After a few minutes,
all was quiet.
The door opened slowly and there stood the woman. She wiped the
sweat from her brow. "This gun was loaded with blanks," she said. "I
had to beat him to death with the chair."
Moral:
Never put a woman to the test.
posted by Cheryl @ 7:37 PM
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