A man is driving down the road and breaks down near a monastery. He goes to the monastery, knocks on the door, and says, “My car broke down. Do you think I could stay the night?”
The monks graciously accept him, feed him dinner, even fix his car. As the man tries to fall asleep, he hears a strange sound.
The next morning, he asks the monks what the sound was, but they say, “We can’t tell you. You’re not a monk.”
The man is disappointed but thanks them anyway and goes about his merry way.
Some years later, the same man breaks down in front of the same monastery.
The monks accept him, feed him, even fix his car. That night, he hears the same strange noise that he had heard years earlier.
The next morning, he asks what it is, but the monks reply, “We can’t tell you. You’re not a monk.”
The man says, “All right, all right. I’m *dying* to know. If the only way I can find out what that sound was is to become a monk, how do I become a monk?”
The monks reply, “You must travel the earth and tell us how many blades of grass there are and the exact number of sand pebbles. When you find these numbers, you will become a monk.”
The man sets about his task. Forty-five years later, he returns and knocks on the door of the monastery. He says, “I have traveled the earth and have found what you have asked for. There are 145,236,284,232 blades of grass and 231,281,219,999,129,382 sand pebbles on the earth.”
The monks reply, “Congratulations. You are now a monk. We shall now show you the way to the sound.”
The monks lead the man to a wooden door, where the head monk says, “The sound is right behind that door.”
The man reaches for the knob, but the door is locked. He says, “Real funny. May I have the key?”
The monks give him the key, and he opens the door.
Behind the wooden door is another door made of stone.
The man demands the key to the stone door.
The monks give him the key, and he opens it, only to find a door made of ruby.
He demands another key from the monks, who provide it.
Behind that door is another door, this one made of sapphire.
So it went until the man had gone through doors of emerald, silver, topaz, and amethyst.
Finally, the monks say, “This is the last key to the last door.”
The man is relieved to no end.
He unlocks the door, turns the knob, and behind that door he is amazed to find the source of that strange sound.
But I can’t tell you what it is because you’re not a monk
BWAHAHAHAHAH.
the way i learned this, it was always told through spoken word. And you’d do the door thing for ages. AGES. literally just making up any old material. ‘behind the foam door is a door made of spinach’ that kind of shit. Go on until whoever is listening has already begged you to stop and has now gone on to pleading, clutching your shirt on their knees pleading. And when you finally said the last line? People went fucking nuts Like there was a good chance of just getting the teeth knocked out of you after telling that joke.
A friend of mine did that shit for 30 minutes on a camp once. The entire fucking bus just exploded in anger when she finished. It was a fucking massacre.
A boy once had a crush on this girl. When he went to ask her to prom, there was already a huge line of guys there waiting to ask her out. The boy waited for five minutes, then ten minutes, then thirty, and then an hour until he finally reached her. When he asked her out, she waited, thinking hard, for about an hour before she finally agreed.
The boy was ecstatic! Now he just had to prepare. When he went to buy his tuxedo, he was astonished to see here was huge tuxedo line! He waited for a minute, then five minutes, then half an hour, then two hours, then five, before he was finally able to buy his tuxedo.
Unfortunately, as he was walking out of the store, he realized he had forgotten to buy a bow tie. As he was walking back, he realized the tuxedo line had grown twice in length. He waiting an hour, then two hours, then four, then ten before he bought the bow tie.
Next up was the corsage. When the boy arrived at the florists, he was disheartened to see a huge corsage line. He waited for a minute, then five, then forty, then an hour and a half, then three hours before he was able to buy his date the perfect corsage
When prom night approached, he picked up his date and made it to the place. However, there was a huge attendee line to get in. He and his date waited a minute, three minutes, half an hour, then three hours until they finally got in.
But of course no prom date is complete without pictures. When the boy and girl made it to the place where they were taking pictures, there was also a huge picture line. So they boy and girl waited a minutes, five minutes, ten minutes, half an hour, three hours, and then another hour until they finally got their pictures done.
By the time they were able to sit down, the boys date was thirsty, so he went to go get her some punch. The boy walked over, and by the time he got to the punch bowl,
There was no punch line.