THE BEST FOOD.

ONE SATURDAY AFTERNOON, WE WENT TO ATTEND A SEMINAR. AND THE MODERATOR ASKED US TO MENTION OUR BEST FOOD. AND A CERTAIN MAN STOOD UP AND SAID THAT HIS BEST FOOD WAS SEX. THE MODERATOR TOLD HIM THAT WHAT SHE MEANT WAS EATABLE FOOD AND NOT SOMETHING LIKE FUN. AND THE MAN SAID TO HER, "LOOK HERE, MADAM. I AM NOT JOKING. I DON'T MAKE LOVE BUT EAT IT. INSTEAD OF ANYBODY TO GIVE ME FOOD THAT PERSON SHOULD GIVE ME SEX. NO MORE NO LESS." THE HALL BECAME QUIET. NOBODY UTTERED A WORD FOR SOME MINUTES. AND A LADY STOOD UP AND SAID TO THE MAN, "SIR, DON'T YOU KNOW THAT YOU CAN ONLY ENJOY SEX WHEN YOU ARE FULLY EATEN TO YOUR SATISFACTION?" AND THE MAN SAID, "MY DEAR LOVELY LADY. THAT IS FOR YOU. AS FOR ME, SEX IS ULTIMATE! FOOD FOLLOWS LATER."   TWO HOURS LATER, EVERYONE WAS SERVED FOOD. BUT THE MAN REFUSED TO ACCEPT THE FOOD. HE INSISTED THAT SEX SHOULD BE GIVEN TO HIM IN PLACE OF FOOD. THE MODERATOR TOLD HIM THAT THEY ONLY MADE PROVISIONS FOR FOOD AND NOT FOR SEX. SHE TOLD HIM THAT IF HE NEEDS SEX, HE SHOULD  GO TO A BROTHEL TO MEET WHORES TO MAKE HIMSELF COMFORTABLE.  BUT THE MAN INSISTED THAT SINCE THE OTHER PEOPLE WERE MADE COMFORTABLY RIGHT INSIDE THE WALL,  HE TOO MUST TO BE MADE COMFORTABLY RIGHT INSIDE THE HALL. AFTER ALL, THEY ALL PAID THE SAME AMOUNT. THE MODERATOR BECAME TIRED AND SHE TOLD THE MAN TO GO AND LOOK FOR ANY LADY AND SHE WILL PAY FOR HER SERVICES. THE MAN WAS VERY HAPPY WHEN HE HEARD THE MODERATOR'S ORDER. HE CONTINUED TO ASKED THE LADIES WHO WERE PRESENT IN THE HALL IF THEY HAVE ALL MARRIED. KNOWING VERY WELL THAT  THE MODERATOR HAD COLLECTED A HUGE AMOUNT OF MONEY FROM THEM AS GATE FEES, EACH OF THE LADIES AGREED TO HAVE SEX WITH THE MAN FOR $200 DOLLAR. FOR THE MODERATOR NOT TO PART AWAY WITH SUCH A HUGE AMOUNT OF MONEY, THE MAN TOLD THE MODERATOR THAT HE WILL RATHER SLEEP WITH HER TO CUT THE HUGE EXPENDITURE. AND THERE WAS A SERIOUS ARGUMENT AS THE OTHER LADIES WANTED TO GO HOME WITH SOME MONEY. THE MAN BECAME VERY PROUD AND SPECIAL. AS THE ARGUMENT WAS STILL ONGOING, SOMEONE  SNATCHED THE BIG NYLON BAG THAT CONTAINED THE $2000 THAT WAS REALIZED FROM THE SALES OF TICKETS AS THE GATE FEES AND FLED . AT THE END, THE MAN BEGAN TO BEG FOR ORDINARY RICE, AND SOFT DRINKS. BUT THEY TOLD HIM THAT THERE WERE NONE. HE PLEADED FOR ORDINARY SACHET WATER. BUT NONE. AND HE LEFT THE VENUE SORROWFULLY. AND EVERYONE JEERED AT HIM.