“Hey,
check this out,” called Mr. Smyth to Mr. Callahan from the top of the grand
staircase.
“What
did you find?” inquired Mr. Callahan.
“Only
the best discovery of our excavation thus far.”
“Well?”
“I
found the bedroom.”
“You
can’t take a nap now. We have work
to do.”
“There
is always more to a bedroom than just a bed. Surely you know that.”
“I
suppose you would like me to come up and see what all the fuss is about?”
“Of
course.”
With
a huff, Mr. Callahan climbed the thirty-two mahogany steps and joined Mr. Smyth
in the bedroom. Mr. Smyth was
wrong: there was nothing other
than a bed in the room. In fact, a
single bed took up the entire space.
“Who
lived here?” asked Mr. Callahan.
“First we encounter an enormous dining room, then we stumble upon a
giant-sized bed. Who would need
such large amenities?”
“Perhaps
a giant,” suggested Mr. Smyth innocently.
“Right. And my name is Jack.”
“But
it’s not.”
“Of
course it’s not. I was referencing
an old folktale.”
“What
did I tell you about reading those dirty, old books?”
“That
they would rot my brain,” answered Mr. Callahan robotically.
“Exactly. I live life by following two
rules: brush your teeth and do not
read books. The second rule is the
more important one.”
“Don’t
worry. I won’t let it happen
again.” However, as he said this,
Mr. Callahan rubbed the book he had taken, still hidden inside his coat
pocket. He could not wait to open
it up and read its tales. But he
knew he had to wait, for if Mr. Smyth caught him, their robbery partnership
would surely be over. He knew that
neither of them could survive without the stealing escapades. They would be able to survive from a
physical standpoint, but their psychological and moral health would quickly
wane. Stealing fed their emotions
like a mother bird feeds her hatchlings:
with regurgitation and worms.
“You
know how good my life advice is,” added Mr. Smyth.
“The
very best for all the rest,” recited Mr. Callahan.
“And
what else?”
“Heed
your advice or pay the price.”
“Keep
going.”
“Listen
to Smyth and all his pith.”
“Very
good. Class dismissed.” Mr. Smyth turned on his heels and
exited the strangely literal bedroom.
Mr. Callahan was left in the doorway, fuming with humiliation. He was also frustrated because he
actually followed his partner’s advice almost religiously. He thought back on the last time he did
not heed Mr. Smyth’s guidance; the memory of the consequences made Mr. Callahan
shudder. Still, he would not mind
finding a new doctrine to practice.
Life Advice to Live By When
You’re Alive and Living
1) Life is good.
2) Well, life
isn’t always good. But more often
than not, it is.
3) If the door’s
not closed, it’s open. If you’re a
pessimist, the door’s always closed.
4) Respect your
parents. They give you food. And presents. There’s a cycle of which item you appreciate more. When you’re young, all you want is food.
Then around the time you start
being bratty, all you want is presents. Several years later, when you’re a teen, it’s back to food. Then after you stop despising your parents
when you’re a young adult, you can’t deny the nice gift.
5) Appreciate
the little things.
6) But don’t
forget about the big things. If
you don’t watch out, these will come back to bite you. And it hurts. (Their teeth are very sharp. Trust me.)
7) Everyone
deserves his or her just desserts, especially when it’s chocolate.
8) Cleanliness
is next to godliness. Being dirty
is a close second.
9) Some opinions
are just plain wrong. Like yours. Accept it.
10) Please don’t
bite the bullet. It’s dangerous.
11) Watch your
step. No, not that step. That one. It’s broken.
12) Slipping on
ice isn’t fun. Neither is homework. That means the worst thing is having to
slip on ice for homework.
13) This is the
luckiest number.
14) Buildings
that skip the previous number and go straight to this one are stupid.
15) Why can’t we
all just get along?
16) No, really. That was a serious question.
17) Life is like
an egg. If you crack the shell,
the contents will spill out. And
if you eat it, you can get salmonella.
18) Disregard
all other life advice you’ve received, up to and including this piece of advice.
19) Fortune
cookies do not give fortunes and cannot be considered cookies. Therefore, if one speaks to you, do not
listen to what it says. It’s
lying. Also, you should be worried
if food starts talking to you. But
that’s not my problem. It’s yours.
20) Always say
please and thank you.
21) Never read
books. Ever.
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