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==> logic/locks.and.boxes.p <==
You want to send a valuable object to a friend.  You have a box which
is more than large enough to contain the object.  You have several
locks with keys.  The box has a locking ring which is more than large enough
to have a lock attached.  But your friend does not have the key to any
lock that you have.  How do you do it?


==> logic/locks.and.boxes.s <==
Attach a lock to the ring.  Send it to her.  She attaches her own lock
and sends it back.  You remove your lock and send it back to her.  She
removes her lock.

==> logic/mixing.p <==
Start with a half cup of tea and a half cup of coffee. Take one tablespoon
of the tea and mix it in with the coffee. Take one tablespoon of this mixture
and mix it back in with the tea. Which of the two cups contains more of its
original contents?

==> logic/mixing.s <==
Mixing Liquids

The two cups end up with the same volume of liquid they started with. The same
amount of tea was moved to the coffee cup as coffee to the teacup. Therefore
each cup contains the same amount of its original contents.

==> logic/number.p <==
Mr. S. and Mr. P. are both perfect logicians, being able to correctly deduce
any truth from any set of axioms.  Two integers (not necessarily unique) are
somehow chosen such that each is within some specified range.  Mr. S.
is given the sum of these two integers; Mr. P. is given the product of these
two integers.  After receiving these numbers, the two logicians do not
have any communication at all except the following dialogue:
<<1>>   Mr. P.:  I do not know the two numbers.
<<2>>   Mr. S.:  I knew that you didn't know the two numbers.
<<3>>   Mr. P.:  Now I know the two numbers.
<<4>>   Mr. S.:  Now I know the two numbers.

Given that the above statements are absolutely truthful, what are the two
numbers?

==> logic/number.s <==
The answer depends upon the ranges from which the numbers are chosen.

The unique solution for the ranges [2,62] through [2,500+] is:

  SUM   PRODUCT   X   Y
   17      52     4  13

The unique solution for the ranges [3,94] through [3,500+] is:

  SUM   PRODUCT   X   Y
   29     208    13  16

There are no unique solutions for the ranges starting with 1,
and there are no solutions for ranges starting with numbers above 3.

A program to compute the possible pairs is included below.

#include <stdio.h>

/*

BEGINNING OF PROBLEM STATEMENT:
Mr. S. and Mr. P. are both perfect logicians, being able to correctly deduce
any truth from any set of axioms.  Two integers (not necessarily unique) are
somehow chosen such that each is within some specified range.  Mr. S.
is given the sum of these two integers; Mr. P. is given the product of these
two integers.  After receiving these numbers, the two logicians do not
have any communication at all except the following dialogue:
<<1>>   Mr. P.:  I do not know the two numbers.
<<2>>   Mr. S.:  I knew that you didn't know the two numbers.
<<3>>   Mr. P.:  Now I know the two numbers.
<<4>>   Mr. S.:  Now I know the two numbers.

Given that the above statements are absolutely truthful, what are the two
numbers?

END OF PROBLEM STATEMENT

 */

#define SMALLEST_MIN    1
#define LARGEST_MIN    10
#define SMALLEST_MAX    50
#define LARGEST_MAX    500

long P[(LARGEST_MAX + 1) * (LARGEST_MAX + 1)];        /* products */
long S[(LARGEST_MAX + 1) + (LARGEST_MAX + 1)];        /*   sums   */

find(long min, long max)
{
    long i, j;
    /*
     *    count factorizations in P[]
     *    all P[n] > 1 satisfy <<1>>.
     */
    for(i = 0; i <= max * max; ++i)
        P[i] = 0;

    for(i = min; i <= max; ++i)
        for(j = i; j <= max; ++j)
            ++P[i * j];

    /*
     *    decompose possible SUMs and check factorizations
     *        all S[n] == min - 1 satisfy <<2>>.
     */
    for(i = min + min; i <= max + max; ++i) {

        for(j = i / 2; j >= min; --j)
            if(P[j * (i - j)] < 2)
                break;

        S[i] = j;
    }

    /*
     *    decompose SUMs which satisfy <<2>> and see which products
     *    they produce.  All (P[n] / 1000 == 1) satisfy <<3>>.
     */
    for(i = min + min; i <= max + max; ++i)
        if(S[i] == min - 1)
            for(j = i / 2; j >= min; --j)
                if(P[j * (i - j)] > 1)
                    P[j * (i - j)] += 1000;
    /*
     *    decompose SUMs which satisfy <<2>> again and see which products
     *    satisfy <<3>>.  Any (S[n] == 999 + min) satisfies <<4>>
     */
    for(i = min + min; i <= max + max; ++i)
        if(S[i] == min - 1)
            for(j = i / 2; j >= min; --j)
                if(P[j * (i - j)] / 1000 == 1)
                    S[i] += 1000;
    /*
     *    find the answer(s) and print them
     */
    printf("[%d,%d]\n",min,max);
    for(i = min + min; i <= max + max; ++i)
        if(S[i] == 999 + min)
            for(j = i / 2; j >= min; --j)
                if(P[j * (i - j)] / 1000 == 1)
                    printf("{ %d %d }: S = %d, P = %d\n",
                        i - j, j, i, (i - j)  * j);
}

main()
{
    long min, max;

    for (min = SMALLEST_MIN; min <= LARGEST_MIN; min ++)
        for (max = SMALLEST_MAX; max <= LARGEST_MAX; max++)
        find(min,max);
}

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==> logic/riddle.p <==
Who makes it, has no need of it.  Who buys it, has no use for it.  Who
uses it can neither see nor feel it.

Tell me what a dozen rubber trees with thirty boughs on each might be?

As I went over London Bridge
I met my sister Jenny
I broke her neck and drank her blood
And left her standing empty

It is said among my people that some things are improved by death.
Tell me, what stinks while living, but in death, smells good?

All right.  Riddle me this:  what goes through the door without
pinching itself?  What sits on the stove without burning itself?  What
sits on the table and is not ashamed?

What work is it that the faster you work, the longer it is before
you're done, and the slower you work, the sooner you're finished?

Whilst I was engaged in sitting I spied the dead carrying the living.

I know a word of letters three.  Add two, and fewer there will be.

I give you a group of three.  One is sitting down, and will never get
up.  The second eats as much as is given to him, yet is always hungry.
The third goes away and never returns.

Whoever makes it, tells it not.  Whoever takes it, knows it not.  And
whoever knows it wants it not.

Two words, my answer is only two words.
To keep me, you must give me.

Sir, I bear a rhyme excelling
In mystic force and magic spelling
Celestial sprites elucidate
All my own striving can't relate

There is not wind enough to twirl
That one red leaf, nearest of its clan,
Which dances as often as dance it can.

Half-way up the hill, I see thee at last
Lying beneath me with thy sounds and sights --
A city in the twilight, dim and vast,
With smoking roofs, soft bells, and gleaming lights.

I am, in truth, a yellow fork
From tables in the sky
By inadvertent fingers dropped
The awful cutlery.
Of mansions never quite disclosed
And never quite concealed
The apparatus of the dark
To ignorance revealed.

Many-maned scud-thumper,
Maker of worn wood,
Shrub-ruster,
Sky-mocker,
Rave!

Make me thy lyre, even as the forests are.
What if my leaves fell like its own --
The tumult of thy mighty harmonies
Will take from both a deep autumnal tone.

This darksome burn, horseback brown,
His rollock highroad roaring down,
In coop and in comb the fleece of his foam
Flutes and low to the body falls home.

I've measured it from side to side,
'Tis three feet long and two feet wide.
It is of compass small, and bare
To thirsty suns and parching air.

My love, when I gaze on thy beautiful face,
Careering along, yet always in place --
The thought has often come into my mind
If I ever shall see thy glorious behind.

Then all thy feculent majesty recalls
The nauseous mustiness of forsaken bowers,
The leprous nudity of deserted halls --
The positive nastiness of sullied flowers.
And I mark the colours, yellow and black,
That fresco thy lithe, dictatorial thighs.

When young, I am sweet in the sun.
When middle-aged, I make you gay.
When old, I am valued more than ever.

I am always hungry,
I must always be fed,
The finger I lick
Will soon turn red.

All about, but cannot be seen,
Can be captured, cannot be held,
No throat, but can be heard.

I am only useful
When I am full,
Yet I am always
Full of holes.

If you break me
I do not stop working,
If you touch me
I may be snared,
If you lose me
Nothing will matter.

If a man carried my burden
He would break his back.
I am not rich,
But leave silver in my track.

Until I am measured
I am not known,
Yet how you miss me
When I have flown.

I drive men mad
For love of me,
Easily beaten,
Never free.

When set loose
I fly away,
Never so cursed
As when I go astray.

I go around in circles
But always straight ahead,
Never complain
No matter where I am led.

Lighter than what
I am made of,
More of me is hidden
Than is seen.

I turn around once,
What is out will not get in.
I turn around again,
What is in will not get out.

Each morning I appear
To lie at your feet,
All day I will follow
No matter how fast you run,
Yet I nearly perish
In the midday sun.

Weight in my belly,
Trees on my back,
Nails in my ribs,
Feet I do lack.

Bright as diamonds,
Loud as thunder,
Never still,
A thing of wonder.

My life can be measured in hours,
I serve by being devoured.
Thin, I am quick
Fat, I am slow
Wind is my foe.

To unravel me
You need a simple key,
No key that was made
By locksmith's hand,
But a key that only I
Will understand.

I am seen in the water
If seen in the sky,
I am in the rainbow,
A jay's feather,
And lapis lazuli.

Glittering points
That downward thrust,
Sparkling spears
That never rust.

You heard me before,
Yet you hear me again,
Then I die,
'Till you call me again.

Three lives have I.
Gentle enough to soothe the skin,
Light enough to caress the sky,
Hard enough to crack rocks.

You can see nothing else
When you look in my face,
I will look you in the eye
And I will never lie.

Lovely and round,
I shine with pale light,
grown in the darkness,
A lady's delight.

At the sound of me, men may dream
Or stamp their feet
At the sound of me, women may laugh
Or sometimes weep

When I am filled
I can point the way,
When I am empty
Nothing moves me,
I have two skins
One without and one within.

My tines be long,
My tines be short
My tines end ere
My first report.
What am I?

==> logic/riddle.s <==
Who makes it, has no need of it.  Who buys it, has no use for it.  Who
uses it can neither see nor feel it.

coffin

Tell me what a dozen rubber trees with thirty boughs on each might be?

months of the year

As I went over London Bridge
I met my sister Jenny
I broke her neck and drank her blood
And left her standing empty

gin

It is said among my people that some things are improved by death.
Tell me, what stinks while living, but in death, smells good?

pig

All right.  Riddle me this:  what goes through the door without
pinching itself?  What sits on the stove without burning itself?  What
sits on the table and is not ashamed?

the sun

What work is it that the faster you work, the longer it is before
you're done, and the slower you work, the sooner you're finished?

roasting meat on a spit

Whilst I was engaged in sitting I spied the dead carrying the living.

a ship

I know a word of letters three.  Add two, and fewer there will be.

'few'

I give you a group of three.  One is sitting down, and will never get
up.  The second eats as much as is given to him, yet is always hungry.
The third goes away and never returns.

stove, fire, and smoke

Whoever makes it, tells it not.  Whoever takes it, knows it not.  And
whoever knows it wants it not.

counterfeit money

Two words, my answer is only two words.
To keep me, you must give me.

your word

Sir, I bear a rhyme excelling
In mystic force and magic spelling
Celestial sprites elucidate
All my own striving can't relate

???

There is not wind enough to twirl
That one red leaf, nearest of its clan,
Which dances as often as dance it can.

the sun, Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Half-way up the hill, I see thee at last
Lying beneath me with thy sounds and sights --
A city in the twilight, dim and vast,
With smoking roofs, soft bells, and gleaming lights.

the past, Longfellow

I am, in truth, a yellow fork
From tables in the sky
By inadvertent fingers dropped
The awful cutlery.
Of mansions never quite disclosed
And never quite concealed
The apparatus of the dark
To ignorance revealed.

lightning, Emily Dickinson

Many-maned scud-thumper,
Maker of worn wood,
Shrub-ruster,
Sky-mocker,
Rave!
Portly pusher,
Wind-slave.

the ocean, John Updike

Make me thy lyre, even as the forests are.
What if my leaves fell like its own --
The tumult of thy mighty harmonies
Will take from both a deep autumnal tone.

the west wind, Percy Bysshe Shelley

This darksome burn, horseback brown,
His rollock highroad roaring down,
In coop and in comb the fleece of his foam
Flutes and low to the body falls home.

river, Gerard Manley Hopkins

I've measured it from side to side,
'Tis three feet long and two feet wide.
It is of compass small, and bare
To thirsty suns and parching air.

the grave of a child, Wordsworth

My love, when I gaze on thy beautiful face,
Careering along, yet always in place --
The thought has often come into my mind
If I ever shall see thy glorious behind.

the moon, Sir Edmund Gosse

Then all thy feculent majesty recalls
The nauseous mustiness of forsaken bowers,
The leprous nudity of deserted halls --
The positive nastiness of sullied flowers.
And I mark the colours, yellow and black,
That fresco thy lithe, dictatorial thighs.

spider, Francis Saltus Saltus

When young, I am sweet in the sun.
When middle-aged, I make you gay.
When old, I am valued more than ever.

wine

I am always hungry,
I must always be fed,
The finger I lick
Will soon turn red.

fire

All about, but cannot be seen,
Can be captured, cannot be held,
No throat, but can be heard.

wind

I am only useful
When I am full,
Yet I am always
Full of holes.

sieve (or sponge)

If you break me
I do not stop working,
If you touch me
I may be snared,
If you lose me
Nothing will matter.

heart

If a man carried my burden
He would break his back.
I am not rich,
But leave silver in my track.

snail

Until I am measured
I am not known,
Yet how you miss me
When I have flown.

time

I drive men mad
For love of me,
Easily beaten,
Never free.

gold

When set loose
I fly away,
Never so cursed
As when I go astray.

?

I go around in circles
But always straight ahead,
Never complain
No matter where I am led.

wagon wheel

Lighter than what
I am made of,
More of me is hidden
Than is seen.

iceberg

I turn around once,
What is out will not get in.
I turn around again,
What is in will not get out.

stopcock

Each morning I appear
To lie at your feet,
All day I will follow
No matter how fast you run,
Yet I nearly perish
In the midday sun.

shadow

Weight in my belly,
Trees on my back,
Nails in my ribs,
Feet I do lack.

ship

Bright as diamonds,
Loud as thunder,
Never still,
A thing of wonder.

waterfall? (fireworks?)

My life can be measured in hours,
I serve by being devoured.
Thin, I am quick
Fat, I am slow
Wind is my foe.

candle

To unravel me
You need a simple key,
No key that was made
By locksmith's hand,
But a key that only I
Will understand.

cipher

I am seen in the water
If seen in the sky,
I am in the rainbow,
A jay's feather,
And lapis lazuli.

blue

Glittering points
That downward thrust,
Sparkling spears
That never rust.

icicle

You heard me before,
Yet you hear me again,
Then I die,
'Till you call me again.

echo

Three lives have I.
Gentle enough to soothe the skin,
Light enough to caress the sky,
Hard enough to crack rocks.

water

You can see nothing else
When you look in my face,
I will look you in the eye
And I will never lie.

your reflection

Lovely and round,
I shine with pale light,
grown in the darkness,
A lady's delight.

pearl

At the sound of me, men may dream
Or stamp their feet
At the sound of me, women may laugh
Or sometimes weep

music

When I am filled
I can point the way,
When I am empty
Nothing moves me,
I have two skins
One without and one within.

sails?

My tines be long,
My tines be short
My tines end ere
My first report.
What am I?

lightning

==> logic/river.crossing.p <==
Three humans, one big monkey and two small monkeys are to cross a river:
     a) Only humans and the big monkey can row the boat.
     b) At all times, the number of human on either side of the
        river must be GREATER OR EQUAL to the number of monkeys
        on THAT side. ( Or else the humans will be eaten by the monkeys!)

==> logic/river.crossing.s <==
The three columns represent the left bank, the boat, and the right bank
respectively. The < or > indicates the direction of motion of the boat.

HHHMmm    .    .
HHHm    Mm>    .
HHHm    <M    m
HHH    Mm>    m
HHH    <M    mm
HM    HH>    mm
HM    <Hm    Hm
Hm    HM>    Hm
Hm    <Hm    HM
mm    HH>    HM
mm    <M    HHH
m    Mm>    HHH
m    <M    HHHm
.    Mm>    HHHm
.    .    HHHMmm

==> logic/ropes.p <==
Two fifty foot ropes are suspended from a forty foot ceiling, about
twenty feet apart.  Armed with only a knife, how much of the rope can
you steal?

==> logic/ropes.s <==
Almost all of it.  Tie the ropes together.  Climb up one of them.  Tie
a loop in it as close as possible to the ceiling.  Cut it below the
loop.  Run the rope through the loop and tie it to your waist.  Climb
the other rope (this may involve some swinging action).  Pull the rope
going through the loop tight and cut the other rope as close as
possible to the ceiling.  You will swing down on the rope through the
loop.  Lower yourself to the ground by letting out rope.  Pull the
rope through the loop.  You will have nearly all the rope.

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==> logic/same.street.p <==
Sally and Sue have a strong desire to date Sam.  They all live on the
same street yet neither Sally or Sue know where Sam lives.  The houses
on this street are numbered 1 to 99.

Sally asks Sam "Is your house number a perfect square?".  He answers.
Then Sally asks "Is is greater than 50?".  He answers again.

Sally thinks she now knows the address of Sam's house and decides to
visit.

When she gets there, she finds out she is wrong.  This is not
surprising, considering Sam answered only the second question
truthfully.

Sue, unaware of Sally's conversation, asks Sam two questions.
Sue asks "Is your house number a perfect cube?".  He answers.
She then asks "Is it greater than 25?".  He answers again.

Sue thinks she knows where Sam lives and decides to pay him a visit.
She too is mistaken as Sam once again answered only the second
question truthfully.

If I tell you that Sam's number is less than Sue's or Sally's,
and that the sum of their numbers is a perfect square multiplied
by two, you should be able to figure out where all three of them
live.

==> logic/same.street.s <==
Sally and Sue have a strong desire to date Sam.  They all live on the
same street yet neither Sally or Sue know where Sam lives.  The houses
on this street are numbered 1 to 99.

Sally asks Sam "Is your house number a perfect square?".  He answers.
Then Sally asks "Is is greater than 50?".  He answers again.

Sally thinks she now knows the address of Sam's house and decides to
visit.

    Since Sally thinks that she has enough information,
    I deduce that Sam answered that his house number was
    a perfect square greater than 50.  There are two
    of these {64,81} and Sally must live in one of them in
    order to have decided she knew where Sam lives.

When she gets there, she finds out she is wrong.  This is not
surprising, considering Sam answered only the second question
truthfully.

    So Sam's house number is greater than 50, but not
    a perfect square.

Sue, unaware of Sally's conversation, asks Sam two questions.
Sue asks "Is your house number a perfect cube?".  He answers.
She then asks "Is it greater than 25?".  He answers again.

    Observation: perfect cubes greater than 25 are
    {27, 64}, less than 25 are {1,8}.

Sue thinks she knows where Sam lives and decides to pay him a visit.
She too is mistaken as Sam once again answered only the second
question truthfully.

    Since Sam's house number is greater than 50, he told Sue that it
    was greater than 25 as well.  Since Sue thought she knew which house
    was his, she must live in either of {27,64}.

If I tell you that Sam's number is less than Sue's or Sally's,

    Since Sam's number is greater than 50, and Sue's is even
    bigger, she must live in 64.  Assuming Sue and Sally are
    not roommates (although awkward social situations of this
    kind are not without precedent), Sally lives in 81.

and that the sum of their numbers is a perfect square multiplied
by two, you should be able to figure out where all three of them
live.

    Sue + Sally + Sam = 2 p^2        for p an integer
    64  + 81    + Sam = 2 p^2

    Applying the constraint 50 < Sam < 64, looks like Sam = 55 (p = 10).

    In summary,
        Sam = 55
        Sue = 64
        Sally = 81

    -- Tom Smith <[e-mail]>

==> logic/self.ref.p <==
Find a number ABCDEFGHIJ such that A is the count of how many 0's are in the
number, B is the number of 1's, and so on.

==> logic/self.ref.s <==
6210001000

For other numbers of digits:

n=1:    no sequence possible
n=2:    no sequence possible
n=3:    no sequence possible
n=4:    1210, 2020
n=5:    21200
n=6:    no sequence possible
n=7:    3211000
n=8:    42101000
n=9:    521001000
n=10:    6210001000
n>10:    (n-4), 2, 1, 0 * (n-7), 1, 0, 0, 0

No 1, 2, or 3 digit numbers are possible.  Letting x_i be the ith
digit, starting with 0, we see that (1) x_0 + ... + x_n = n+1 and
(2) 0*x_0 + ... + n*x_n = n+1, where n+1 is the number of digits.

I'll first prove that x_0 > n-3 if n>4.  Assume not, then this
implies that at least four of the x_i with i>0 are non-zero.  But
then we would have \sum_i i*x_i >= 10 by (2), impossible unless n=9,
but it isn't possible in this case (51111100000 isn't valid).

Now I'll prove that x_0 < n-1.  x_0 clearly can't equal n; assume
x_0 = n-1 ==> x_{n-1} = 1 by (2) if n>3.  Now only one of the
remaining x_i may be non-zero, and we must have that x_0 + ... + x_n
= n+1, but since x_0 + x_{n-1} = n ==> the remaining x_i = 1 ==> by
(2) that x_2 = 1.  But this can't be, since x_{n-1} = 1 ==> x_1>0.
Now assuming x_0 = n-2 we conclude that x_{n-2} = 1 by (2) if n>5
==> x_1 + ... + x_{n-3} + x_{n-1} + x_n = 2 and 1*x_1 + ... +
(n-3)*x_{n-3} + (n-1)*x_{n-1} + n*x_n = 3 ==> x_1=1 and x_2=1,
contradiction.

Case n>5:

We have that x_0 = n-3 and if n>=7 ==> x_{n-3}=1 ==> x_1=2 and
x_2=1 by (1) and (2).  For the case n=6 we see that x_{n-3}=2
leads to an easy contradiction, and we get the same result.  The
cases n=4,5 are easy enough to handle, and lead to the two solutions
above.
--
    -- [e-mail] (Chris Long)

==> logic/situation.puzzles.outtakes.p <==
The following puzzles have been removed from my situation puzzles list,
or never made it onto the list in the first place.  There are a wide
variety of reasons for the non-inclusion: some I think are obvious,
some don't have enough of a story, some involve gimmicks that annoy me,
some I think are riddles rather than situation puzzles, and some are
so contrary to reality as to be unplayable.  Basically, what it comes
down to is that I don't like these enough to put them on my list.  If
you think of ways to make any of them more palatable to me, or to
reorganize my entire list, or if you just want to chat, by all means
contact me at [e-mail].
--jed e. hartman, 5/5/92

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Contra-reality puzzles, or, "That's not the way it works!"

2.10.  A man is sitting in a train compartment.  He sees a three-
fingered hand through the compartment window, in the hallway of the
train.  He opens the compartment door and shoots the person with the
three-fingered hand, but he goes free.  (Michael Bernstein)

2.61.  A man ran into a fire, and lived.  A man stayed where there was
no fire, and died.  (Eric Wang original)

2.50.  The pope is giving a speech.  A man in the audience shoots the
mayor who is behind the pope.  (PRO)

Date: 2 Feb 92 23:05:11 GMT
In article <[e-mail]>, weemba@libra (Matthew P Wiener) writes:
>Here's [one] I made up years ago: "She stopped having sex. She died."

1.37.  A holy man is dead in a room.  (Perry Deess original)

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Clocks, calendars, money, and other numerical trivia:

2.15.  Two people are talking long distance on the phone; one is in an
East-Coast state, the other is in a West-Coast state.  The first asks
the other "What time is it?", hears the answer, and says, "That's funny.
It's the same time here!"  (EMS)

2.19.  A woman goes into a convenience store to buy a can of Coke.  She
pays for it with a $20 bill and receives $22 in change.  (MI; partial MB
wording)

2.20.  A newspaper reported that Jacques Dubois finished first in the
walking race held in Paris.  The number of miles he walked was given
as 62,137.  The article was not in error.  (AR, quoting Richard Fowell;
MB wording)

Organization: Penn State University
Date: Tuesday, 4 Dec 1990 20:08:00 EST
From: SCOTT MATTHEWS <[e-mail]>
   A man goes to a hardware store to buy a certain item.  He asks the salesman
how much this item costs to which he answers, "They are 3 for $1.00."  The man
say, "Okay I'll take 100," to which the salesman correctly replies, "That will
be $1.00."  The man pays $1.00 and leaves satisfied.  What is the item.

>"A man, his son, and his grandson had their first birthday together."
(Matthew P Wiener original)

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Just too weird and/or random and/or silly for me:

2.17.  A woman walks up to a door and knocks.  Another woman answers the
door.  The woman outside kills the woman inside.  (GH)

2.59.  A man is lying dead in a pool of blood and glass.  (PRO)

2.60.  The seals came up to do their show but immediately dove back into
the water.  (PRO)

2.58.  A raft carrying passengers took a trip down a river.  None of the
passengers made it home alive.  (CR; partial JM wording)

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Confusing the map with the territory, or, call by reference:

2.22.  In his own home a man watches as a woman dies, yet does nothing
to save her.  (MN)

2.39.  King Henry VIII is lying at the bottom of the stairs with a gash
across his face.  (PRO)

2.40.  A man travels to twenty countries and stays in each country for a
month.  During this time he never sees the light of day.  (PRO)


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How to prove your audience are sexists:

2.48.  A boy and his father are injured in a car accident.  Both are
taken to a hospital.  The father dies at arrival, but the boy lives
and is taken to surgery.  A grey-haired, bespectacled surgeon looks at
the boy and says, "I cannot operate on this boy -- he's my son."  (JV)

2.49.  A husband coming home hears his wife call "Bill, don't kill me!".
He walks in and finds his wife dead.  Inside are a postman, a doctor,
and a lawyer, none of whom the husband knows.  The husband immediately
realizes the postman killed his wife.  (EMS; partial JM wording)

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