Ngombi ! ... knot ! ... nyuk, nyuk

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Greetings Saints in Jesus name!

Below are two nyuk, nyuks.  The first is about a politician
in a remote part of Africa... and the second is about a tale
of three strings.... enjoy!

Bro. Tyler

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 Back in the latter days of British colonialism, an official from the
 Colonial Office was visiting a remote territory in Africa.
 This was during the time when the "wind of change" was sweeping the
 continent, and the people were quite naturally beginning to clamour
 for independence.
 The official was shown around the principal village of the territory by
 the Tribal Chief, who was in fact an educated man - Oxford and the
London
 Stock Exchange; he knew everything that the British educational system
 could teach the ruling classes about keeping the ordinary people at the
 bottom of the heap.
  However, he thought it would be a good idea if the chap from the
Colonial
 Office were to make a speech to the people outlining the plans for
 independence. The official was a little embarassed about this, because
he
 knew that his government weren't in any hurry to grant this territory
 independence, what with its vast deposits of oil and minerals that had
 recently been discovered. He decided to make one of those content-free
 speeches that politicians are so good at, and just hope for the best.
 To his surprise, the speech went down better than he could have hoped.
 The assembled tribe danced up and down, and cried out enthusiastically:
 "NGOMBI! NGOMBI!"
 "Well, gosh", thought the official, "when the boss hears what a success
 I've made of this, I could be in line for promotion", and carried on
 explaining in as obscure a way as he knew how, why the independence
 plans were going to take a LITTLE longer than had been anticipated.
 "NGOMBI! NGOMBI" the crowd continued to yell, louder and louder.
 At the end of his speech, flushed with success, he turned and smiled to
the
 chief, who beamed back at him, saying "Come now sir, and join the feast
we
 have prepared for you; we just have to walk over to the centre of the
 village, but sir, I beg of you, please be careful where you put your
feet.
 You see sir, we are still a rural community, and the Tribal herd of
cattle
 has just passed through the village, and the paths are all full of
 NGOMBI."

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Three strings were walking down the street and  became thirsty in
the heat of the day. As they approached a small corner store with a
soda fountain, one string said, "Wait here and I will go get us a
soda." The first string walked in and approaching the counter was met
by a big, rough looking attendant. The string said, "Three sodas
please." The attendant immediately ran the string from the store
shouting, "Get out of here! We don't serve strings in here." 

The second string, upon hearing what had happened said, "I'll handle
this." Entering the store, he ordered the sodas in a deep, booming
voice so as to disguise himself. The attendant said, "You don't
sound like a string, but your a string- - get out of here!!!!!! I
told you we don't serve strings in here." And he ran the second
string out of the store.  

The third string said, "I have a plan." So, He tied himself in a
knot and then unraveled both of  his ends. Preceding into the store,
he approached the counter and confidently said, "Give me three
sodas." The clerk looked at him and said, "You don't look like a
string, but you sure sound like one ------ Are you a string? To
which the third string replied,  "NOPE, FRAYED KNOT."