I love jokes, no matter whether it's dry, lame or crappy. Jokes exist for a cause. I guessed it helps people to look at life with laughter rather than with mere sorrow.
I was at work few days back, when Person A approached me with a joke. Unknowingly, I was led into this joke and became a real joker at the end of the day.
Person A: Eve, I have 'Ba Kua'. Do you happen to have a halal scissor in the pantry? I need a halal scissor to cut the 'Ba Kua' into smaller pieces for one of our chinese colleagues to try.
Me: Halal scissors?
(I went to approach Person B who is a muslim)
"Eh, does our pantry have a halal scissors?"
Person B and Me burst into laughter.
Person B and Me: Why should Person A request for a halal scissor? Isn't 'Ba Kua' made from pork? How can a halal scissor be used to cut pork.
The fact that halal scissor is used on pork shows that it is already non-halal. Hmm, shouldn't Person A just request for a normal scissor then?
What a silly joke indeed!
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