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Une histoire trouvée sur un forum. Elle est en Anglais mais je ne resiste pas au plaisir de la partager. <br>Moi elle me fait hurler de rire.<br><br>Amicalement<br><br>One sunny day in 2005 an old man approached the White House from across<br>Pennsylvania Avenue, where he'd been sitting on a park bench. He spoke to<br>the U. S. Marine standing guard and said, "I would like to go in and meet<br>with President Bush." The Marine looked at the man and said, "Sir, Mr. Bush<br>is no longer president and no longer resides here."<br><br>The old man said, "Okay" and walked away.<br><br>The following day, the same man approached the White House and said to the<br>same Marine, "I would like to go in and meet with President Bush."<br>The Marine again told the man, "Sir, as I said yesterday, Mr. Bush is no<br>longer president and no longer resides here." The man thanked him and,<br>again, just walked away.<br><br>The third day, the same man approached the White House and spoke to the very<br>same U. S. Marine, saying "I would like to go in and meet with President<br>Bush."<br>The Marine, understandably agitated at this point, looked at the man and<br>said, "Sir, this is the third day in a row you have been here asking to<br>speak to Mr. Bush. I've told you already that Mr. Bush is no longer the<br>president and no longer resides here. Don't you understand?"<br><br>The old man looked at the Marine and said, "Oh, I understand. I just love<br>hearing it."<br>The Marine snapped to attention, saluted, and said, "See you tomorrow."<br><br>
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