was out all night looking for a place to rest. He saw a light on an otherwise deserted road, and decided to knock on the door. It turned out to be a monastery, and the monks were just preparing some food. He was invited to join the others while the food was being prepared. They sat round in a circle and each monk would take turns to say a number and the others would laugh.
“What are you guys doing?”
“We are telling jokes”
“Like this?”
“Yes. You see, we have heard the jokes so many times, we have catalogued them. We don’t need to tell the whole joke; we just refer to its number. Go ahead and try.”
“78”
The others were in hysterics. Some of them had tears rolling down their eyes, others were out of breath, and others were pounding the ground with their fists.
When the laughter died down, the traveler asked: “Can you tell me what’s so funny?”
“We never heard that one before!”
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