A tourist walked into a curio shop in San Francisco.
Looking around at the exotica, he noticed a very life-like, life-sized bronze statue of a rat. It had no price tag but was so striking he decided he must have it. He pointed it out to the owner:
"How much for that bronze rat?"
"Twelve dollars for the rat. One hundred dollars for the story," said the owner.
The tourist gave the man twelve dollars.
"I'll just take the rat, you can keep the story."
As he walked down the street carrying his bronze rat, he noticed that a few real rats had crawled out of the alleys and sewers and began following him down the street.
This was disconcerting; so he began walking faster. Within a couple blocks, the herd of rats behind him had grown to hundreds, and they began squealing. He began to trot toward the bay, looking around to see that the rats now numbered in the MILLIONS, and were all in a squealing frenzy and coming toward him faster and faster.
Scared, he ran to the edge of the water and threw the bronze rat as far out into the bay as he could.
Amazingly, the zillions of frenzied rats all jumped into the bay after it, lemming like, and all were drowned.
The man walked back to the curio shop.
"Ah ha," said the owner, "You have come back for the story?"
"Well. Not really," said the customer. "I came back to see if you have a Bronze George Dubya .....
