Once upon a time there was a man who whanted a green ping-pong ball for his birthday. (Ping-gong= table tennis.) He had allways wished for a green ping-pong ball at his birthday, but never gotten one.
When he was five he got a (what do you get when you're five?) Actionman figure (I havn't been five for a LONG time. And I know that sentence beggs to be made fun of...).
When he was seven he got a bike. When he was ten he got a TV. When he was 15 he got a moped (you have to be fifteen in order to drive one here. In Sweden). When he was 18 he got a car (rich parents...). He got a whole lot of nice stuff, but he never got a green ping-pong ball. He was a bit pissed becase of that...
At 25 he got a (what do you get when you're twentyfive? Rich parents..) villa. The parents where a bit sick of him STILL hanging around at home...
At 30 he got a nice vase. At 35 he got a new car. At 40 his patrents died and he heritaget a WHOLE lot of money, so from now on gifts where only sumpolic. But he still didn't get a green ping-pong ball. No, he got vases, flowers, booze, golfclubs and a lot of not too nice stuff. And now he was 70. He was getting old. But he still whanted a a green ping-pong ball.
His nephue (who was five, and didn't whant a green ping-pong ball, since he was normal...) asked him why he allways whanted a green ping-pong ball. The man said:
"Well you see" he started, then he ate a piece of fish. A bone stuck in his throat, and it choked him to death.

Übereil

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Ambrose Bierce