KillerB wrote:trifle
So. our two heroes are wondering in the Sahara. They have been lost for — they can’t remember how long — and are extremely thirsty. Extremely thirsty. When, in the distance, they see what might be a mirage, what might be settlement, they don’t know.
Much stumbling later they arrive at what appear to be three small residences, each fronted by a small stall. They approach the first.
— [A very croaky dry voice] “We want to buy some water. We’re very thirsty. We want to buy water.”
— “Sorry sir”, comes the reply, “we have only sherry. No water in stock.”
They move to the second stall.
— [Again, a very croaky dry voice] “We want to buy some water. We’re very thirsty. We want to buy water. We have dollars. We have pounds. We need water.”
— The stall holder replies “Sorry sir, only custard left in stock. Would sir care for some Birds Custard?”
They move to the third stall.
— [In the same croaky dry voice] “We want to buy some water. We’re very thirsty. We want to buy water. We have dollars. We have pounds. We even have euros. We want to buy some water.”
— “Sorry sir, I can sell you sugar. Would you care for sugar.”
As they start to walk away, one of our heroes says to the other:
— “that was weird. That was really weird.”
— “Yes”, says the other to the one. ”That was a trifle bazaar”.