A man decides to check out of the Rat Race and boards a plane to India. Arriving there, he immediately finds a guide to take him to a Tibetan Monastery high in the Himalayas. (Man, talk about a spelling challenged post?)
He arrives at the monastery and the Monk tells him in order to seek the knowledge and enlightenment of life he must fast and can only speak two words per year, nothing more.
At the end of the first year he looked at the head monk and said … “Bed Hard.”
At the end of the second year he looked at the head monk and said … “Food Bad.”
At the end of the third year he looked at the head monk and said … “I Quit!”
The monk slowly raised his head up, looked him square in the eye, and then said …. “Well, it’s no wonder, all you have done since you got here was complain.”
No good? Well whadya expect for free anyway.