I once heard this story a long time ago. I was working in a cancer ward and I took my break next to the patient's rooms. Oddly enough, the place seemed dreadfully empty, except for one old man whom I suspect had cancer. I thought to myself there could not be any harm in having a conversation with him so I meandered over and I sat next to him. Without hesitation, he asked me, "Have you ever seen anyone die?" I never had, nor had I ever known anyone close to me die. Sure, thousands die on the news everyday, but I'm completely desensitized to issues far away from home. So this question struck me as quite peculiar and I knew I was in for an interesting conversation. I did not want to sound boring, so I boasted that I had seen nearly every way a person can die. I left out the part that I had seen all those deaths on television. He gave me a smirk, but whether he was impressed or saw through my facade, I will never know, he's probably dead now. He began to tell me this story, an!
             Not too long ago, in a grand kingdom, lived a king, and this king loved all the joys that life could bring. He especially loved to laugh, often waking up in the middle of the night laughing hysterically from a dream he had. All his advisors could not understand the source of his laughter. Indeed, they tried many methods to curtail his humor in the hopes that he would act more like a king than a jester. Finally, at their wits' end, they decided that they should hold a great contest to find the best court jester to entertain the king. Anyway, in the great court, the funniest men in the kingdom convened to prove who could be the king's best personal court jester. After hoards of laughter, the contest came down to two men. One was a very care free and jovial man, and the other, a knight from the king's Calvary. In the end, the jovial man beat the knight and became the court jester. The knight, embittered, vowed to take reve...