And then there's the story of the tourist who walked into a
Brighton curio/antique shop.
After looking around for a while, he noticed a very life-like
bronze statue of a rat. It had no price tag, but it was so
striking that he decided to have it anyway. So he took it to the
owner and said: "How much is this bronze rat?"
The owner replied: "It is £12 for the rat, and £100 for the story."
Well, the tourist gave the man his £12 and said: "I'll just take
the rat, you can keep the story."
As he walked off down the street, he noticed that a few real rats
had crawled out of the sewers and begun following him. This was a
little disconcerting, so he started to walk a little faster but
within a couple of blocks the swarm of rats had grown to hundreds
and
they were all squealing & screeching in a very menacing way.
He increased his speed & ran on towards the beach, and as he ran,
he looked behind him and saw the rats now numbered in their
MILLIONS, and they were running faster & faster. By now very
concerned, he ran to the edge of the sea and threw the bronze rat
far out into the water.
Amazingly, the millions of real rats jumped into the water after it
and were all drowned.
The man walked back to relate all this to the shop owner, who said:
"Ah, you've come back for the story then!"
"No," said the tourist - "I came back to see if you've got a bronze
Muslim fundamentalist cleric and anything French.